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THE 


CHRISTIAN  HYMN  BOOK 


A  COMPILATION  OF 


PSALMS,  HYMNS  AND  SPIRITUAL  SONGS, 


ORIGINAL  AND  SELECTED. 


BT 
A.    CAMPBELL.    AND   OTHERS. 


EEVISED  AND  ENLARGED  BY  A  COUHITTEE. 


CINCINNATI: 

n.    S,    BOSWORTII,    PUBLISHER. 

1870. 


Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  ^f^r  1865,  by 

R.  M.  Bishop,  C.  H.  Gould,  W.  H.  Lape,  0^  A. 

Burgess,  and  J.  B.  Bowman,  Trustees, 

In  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  of  the  United  States  for  the 

Southern  District  of  Ohio. 


UIAlfl  FRIMTIMO  COUPAMY. 

Prlntiin.  Stareotypara.  and  Bindera, 

waaT  KOBTS  ar.,  nm  maiv. 


INTRODUCTION. 


This  Hymn  Book  is  the  result  of  an  agreement  between  Alex- 
ander Campbell — the  former  proprietor  of  the  Christian  Hymn 
Book — and  the  Christian  brofherhood  at  large,  as  represented  in 
the  American  Christian  Missionary  Society.  At  the  annual  meet- 
ing of  the  Society,  in  1864,  an  overture  was  made  by  Mr.  Camp- 
bell, of  the  copy-right  of  the  Christian  Hymn  Book,  to  be  held 
by  certain  brethren,  in  trust,  on  two  conditions:  1.  That  a  com- 
mittee be  mutually  agreed  on  by  himself  and  the  Society,  to  revise 
and  enlarge  the  book,  bo  as  to  meet  the  general  wishes  of  the 
brotherhood  of  Pisciples;  2.  That  the  profits  arising  from  the 
sale  of  the  book -be  given  to  the  A.  C.  M.  S.  This  overture  was 
accepted,  and  the  Committee  of  Revision  was  immediately  ap- 
pointed. That  Committee,  having  fulfilled  their  task,  now  pre- 
sent the  fruit  of  their  labors  to  the  public 

It  will  be  seen  that,  while  the  former  book  was  made  thebasia 
of  this,  the  work  of  revision  and  enlargement  has  been  made  as 
thorough  as  possible.  Still,  comparatively  few  hymns  have  been 
expunged.  After  making  as  complete  an  exploration  as  our  time 
would  allow,  of  the  realms  of  Christian  Hymnology,  we  were 
more  than  ever  convinced  of  the  value  of  the  labor,  judgment, 
and  taste,  displayed  in  the  compilation  of  the  book  we  have  so 
long  used  and  cherished.  We  have  met  with  no  book  of  equal 
size,  that  possesses  equal  merit  '  The  principal  changes  we  have 
made,  are: 

1. — A  new  classification  of  subjects — increasing  the  facility  of 
reference  to  hymns  on  the  various  subjects  of  song. 

2. — An  unbroken  series  of  numbers  to  the  hymns,  which,  while 
it  necessitates  the  abolition  of  the  formal  distinction  between 
Fsalms,  Hymns,  and  Spiritual  Songs,  enables  us  to  avoid  the  con- 
fusion that  constantly  grew  out  of  the  three  series  of  numbers, 
which  the  former  classification  required. 

3. — The  numbering  of  the  stanzas  of  every  hymn,  for  easy  ref- 
erence, when  any  stanza  is  omitted  in  singing. 

4. — An  arrangement  of  meters^  under  every  heading. 


INTRODUCTION. 

5. — A  greatly  enlarged  number  and  variety  of  hymns,  suited  to 
the  diversified  wants  of  personal,  social,  and  public  devotion. 

We  take  pleasure  in  acknowledging  our  indebtedness  to  numer- 
ous brethren,  for  counsel  and  assistance;  especially  to  Elder 
William  Baxter,  whose  collected  material  and  original  contri- 
butions have  been  cheerfully  placed  at  our  disposal. 

While  we  have  admitted  a  few  original  hymns,  prepared  ex- 
pressly for  this  work,  the  additions  have  been  made  mostly  from 
the  old  authors,  or  from  the  new  resources  furnished  by  the  living 
authors  of  our  own  and  other  lands.  It  is  believed  that  the  work 
is  brought  fully  up  to  the  resources  and  demands  of  the  present 
time. 

Knowing  that  in  Christian  families,  the  Hymn  Book  is  gener- 
ally the  most  popular  book  of  sacred  poetry,  and,  not  seldom,  the 
sole  resource  of  the  family  in  that  department,  we  have  felt  the 
importance  of  a  large  variety  of  the  choicest  lyrical  productions 
that  our  language  affords.  We  have  done  what  our  time  and 
means  would  allow,  toward  this  end.  We  hope  that  it  may  minister 
to  the  comfort,  strength,  and  purity  of  the  Church  of  God;  throw 
over  many  a  hearth-stone,  and  many  a  weary  pilgrim-path,  the 
sweet  radiance  of  heavenly  song;  and  give  fresh  encouragement 
to  the  cultivation  of  all  pious  sentiments  and  emotions,  alike  in 
the  closet,  the  family,  the  prayer-meeting,  and  the  public  assembly. 

ISAAC  ERRETT, 
W.  K.  PENDLETON, 
W.  T.  MOORE, 
T.  M.  ALLEN, 

Cincinnati,  0.,  August  7, 1865.         A.  S.  HAYDEN. 

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THE   HOLY   SCRIPTURES. 


The  works  and  the  word  of  God.  L.  M, 

Psalm  19. 

THE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord ! 
In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 

And  nights  and  days,  thy  power  confess; 

But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ, 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  convey  thy  praise 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand; 

So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 

It  touched  and  glanced  on  eveiy  land. 

Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest 

Till  through  the  w  orld  thy  truth  has  run ; 

Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

Great  Sun  of  Righteousness !  arise ; 

Bless  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light: 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 

Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view, 
In  souls  renewed,  and  sins  forgiven; 

Lord!  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 


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THE  HOLY  SCRIPTUEES. 

Divine  love  displayed,  etc.  L.  M. 

0  thee  ray  heart,  Eternal  King! 
Would  now  its  thankful  tribute  bring, 
To  thee  its  humble  homage  raise 
In  songs  of  ardent,  grateful  praise. 

All  nature  shows  thy  boundless  love, 
In  worlds  below  and  worlds  above ; 
But  in  thy  blessed  word  I  trace 
The  richer  glories  of  thy  grace. 

There  what  delightful  truths  are  given ; 
There  Jesus  shows  the  way  to  heaven ; 
His  name  salutes  my  listening  ear. 
Revives  my  heart  and  checks  my  fear. 

There  Jesus  bids  our  sorrows  cease. 
And  gives  the  laboring  conscience  peace ; 
Raises  our  grateful  feelings  high, 
And  points  to  mansions  in  the  sky. 

For  love  like  this,  0,  may  our  song 
Through  endless  years  thy  praise  prolong; 
And  distant  climes  thy  name  adore, 
Till  time  and  nature  are  no  more! 

Nature  and  revelation.  L.  M, 

THE  starry  firmament  on  high. 
And  all  the  glories  of  the  sky. 
Yet  shine  not  to  thy  praise,  0  Lord, 
So  brightly  as  thy  written  word. 

2  The  hopes  that  holy  word  supplies. 
Its  truths  divine  and  precepts  wise — 

.  In  each  a  heavenly  beam  I  see. 
And  every  beam  conducts  to  thee. 

3  Almighty  Lord!  the  sun  shall  fail, 
The  moon  forget  her  nightly  tale, 
And  deepest  silence  hush  on  high 
The  radiant  chorus  of  the  sky — 

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THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

4  But  fixed  for  everlasting  years, 
Unmoved  amid  the  wreck  of  spheres, 
Thy  word  shall  shine  in  cloudless  day 
When  heaven  and  earth  have  passed  away. 

4  Strength  and  peace  from  the  divine  word.     L.  M. 

THERE  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow 
Supplies  the  city  of  our  God; 
Life,  love,  and  joy,  still  gliding  through, 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 
2  That  sacred  stream,  thy  holy  word. 
Supports  our  faith,  our  fear  controls ; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 

And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 

5  The  Scriptures  our  light  and  guide.  L.  M 

WHEN  Israel  through  the  desert  passed, 
A  fiery  pillar  went  before. 
To  guide  them  through  the  dreary  waste. 
And  lessen  the  fatigues  they  bore. 

2  Such  is  thy  glorious  word,  0  God; 

'T  is  for  our  light  and  guidance  given ; 
It  sheds  a  luster  all  abroad. 

And  points  the  path  to  bliss  and  heaven. 

3  It  fills  the  soul  with  sweet  delight. 

And  quickens  its  inactive  powers ; 
It  sets  our  wandering  footsteps  right. 
Displays  thy  love  and  kindles  ours. 

4  Its  promises  rejoice  our  hearts; 

Its  doctrine  is  divinely  true ; 
Knowledge  and  pleasure  it  imparts; 
It  comforts  and  instructs  us  too. 

5  Ye  favored  lands,  wlio  have  this  word! 

Ye  saints,  who  feel  its  saving  power ! 
Unite  your  tongues  to  praise  the  Lord, 
And  his  distinguished  grace  adore. 
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THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

Their  words  to  the  end  of  the  icorld.        L.  M, 
■  Psalm  19:  4. 

UPON  the  gospel's  sacred  page 
The  gathered  beams  of  ages  shine ; 
And,  as  it  hastens,  every  age 

But  makes  its  brightness  more  divine. 
On  mightier  wing,  in  loftier  flight. 

From  year  to  year,  does  knowledge  soar; 
And,  as  it  soars,  the  gospel  light 

Becomes  effulgent  more  and  more. 
More  glorious  still,  as  centuries  roll. 

New  regions  blest,  new  powers  unfurled; 
Expanding  with  the  expanding  soul, 

Its  radiance  shall  o'erflow  the  world ; 
Flow  to  restore,  but  not  destroy ; 

As  when  the  cloudless  lamp  of  day 
Pours  out  its  flood  of  light  and  joy. 

And  sweeps  the  lingering  mist  away. 

Hold  fast  the  form  of  sound  icords.         L.  M. 

2  Tim.  1  :  13. 

GOD'S  law  demands  one  living  faith. 
Not  a  gaunt  crowd  of  lifeless  creeds ; 
Its  warrant  is  a  firm  "  God  saith ;" 

Its  claim,  not  words,  but  living  deeds. 
Yet,  Lord,  forgive ;  thy  simple  law 

Grows  tarnished  in  our  earthly  grasp ; 
Pure  in  itself,  without  a  flaw, 

It  dims  in  our  too-worldly  clasp. 
We  handle  it  with  unwashed  hands ; 

We  stain  it  with  unhallowed  breath ; 
We  gloss  it  with  device  of  man's, 

And  hide  thine  image  underneath. 
Forgive  the  sacrilege,  and  take 

From  off  our  souls  th'  unworthy  stain ; 
And  show  us,  for  thy  Son's  dear  sake 

Thy  pure  and  perfect  law  again. 


THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

3  The  entrance  of  thy  word  giveth  light.      L.  P.  M 

Psalm  119 :  130. 

I  LOVE  the  volume  of  thy  word ; 
What  light  and  joy  those  leaves  afford 
To  souls  benighted  and  distressed! 
Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way, 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  stray, 
Thy  promise  leads  my  heart  to  rest. 

2  Thy  threatenings  wake  my  slumbering  eyes. 
And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies ; 

But  't  is  thy  blessed  gospel,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  conscience  clean, 
Converts  my  soul,  subdues  my  sin. 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 

3  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My  God,  forgive  my  secret  faults, 

And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain ; 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praise. 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace. 

And  book  of  nature,  not  in  vain. 

9  Thy  word  is  a  lamp.  C.  M. 

Psalm  119 :  105. 

HOW  precious  is  the  book  divine. 
By  inspiration  given ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  precepts  shine. 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears; 
Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  still  imparts. 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 

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THE  HOLY  SCKIPTURES. 

10  Thy  testimonies  are  my  delight.  C.  M. 

Psalm  119 :  24. 

FATHER  of  Mercies!  in  thy  word 
What  endless  glory  shines! 
For  ever  be  thine  name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines ! 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find ; 
Riches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 

And  yields  a  rich  repast : 
Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here  springs  of  consolation  rise 

To  cheer  the  fainting  mind, 
And  thirsty  souls  receive  supplies, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

5  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice. 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around ; 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

6  0  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see. 
And  still  increasing  light. 

7  Divine  Instructor!  gracious  Lord, 

Be  thou  for  ever  near ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word. 
And  view  my  Saviour  there ! 

11  A  light  unto  my  path.  C  M. 

Psalm  119:  105. 


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HAT  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 


Majestic  like  the  sun 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age — 
It  gives  but  borrows  none. 
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THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

2  The  hand  that  gave  it,  still  supplies 

His  gracious  light  and  heat; 
His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise — 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

3  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 

For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  the  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

4  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  paths  of  truth  and  love. 
Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 

12  Thy  law  is  my  delight.  C.  M. 

Psalm  119:  174. 

LORD,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 
My  lasting  heritage ; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I  '11  read  the  histories  of  thy  love. 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight; 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove. 
With  ever  fresh  delight. 

3  'T  is  a  broad  land,  of  wealth  unknown. 

Where  springs  of  life  arise. 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have ; 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest ; 
,        Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
!  And  our  eternal  rest. 

13  Revelation  welcomed.  C.  M. 

HAIL,  sacred  truth !  whose  piercing  rays 
Dispel  the  shades  of  night, 
Diffusing  o'er  a  sinful  world 
The  healing  beams  of  light. 
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THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

2  Thy  word,  0  Lord,  with  friendly  aid, 

Restores  our  wandering  feet. 
Converts  the  sorrows  of  the  mind 
To  joys  divinely  sweet. 

3  0,  send  thy  light  and  truth  abroad, 

In  all  their  radiant  blaze ; 
And  bid  the  admiring  world  adore 
The  glories  of  thy  grace. 

14:  0,  how  Hove  thy  law.  C  M. 

Paalm  119 :  97. 

0  HOW  I  love  thy  holy  law ! 
'Tis  daily  my  delight; 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  by  night. 

2  I  wake  before  the  dawn  of  day. 

To  meditate  thy  word; 
My  soul  with  longing  melts  away, 
To  bear  thy  gospel,  Lord. 

3  How  doth  thy  word  my  heart  engage, 

How  well  employ  my  tongue ; 
And  in  my  tiresome  pilgrimage. 
Yields  me  a  heavenly  song. 

4  When  nature  sinks,  and  spirits  droop, 

Thy  promises  of  grace 
Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope. 
And  there  I  write  thy  praise. 

15  Wherewithal  shall  a  young  man,  etc.         C.  M. 

Psalm  119:  9. 


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OW  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts. 
And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 


Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

'Tis  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light. 
That  guides  us  all  the  day. 

And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 
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THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

3  Thy  precepts  make  us  truly  wise ; 

We  hate  the  sinner's  road; 
We  hate  our  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 
But  love  the  law,  0  God. 

4  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth ; 

How  pure  is  every  page ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth 
And  well  support  our  age. 

16  Word  of  the- everlasting  God.  CM. 

LAMP  of  our  feet !  whereby  we  trace 
Our  path  when  wont  to  stray ; 
Stream  from  the  fount  of  heavenly  grace ! 
Brook  by  the  traveler's  way ! 

2  Bread  of  our  souls,  whereon  we  feed! 

True  manna  from  on  high ! 
Our  guide  and  chart !  wherein  we  read 
Of  realms  beyond  the  sky. 

3  Pillar  of  fire  through  watches  dark, 

And  radiant  cloud  by  day ! 
When  waves  would  whelm  our  tossing  bark, 
Our  anchor  and  our  stay ! 

4  Word  of  the  everlasting  God! 

Will  of  his  glorious  Son ! 
Without  thee  how  could  earth  be  trod. 
Or  heaven  itself  be  won  ? 

17  Quicken  me  according  to  thy  word.  C.  M. 

Psalm  119 :  25, 

OLORD,  thy  precepts  I  survey : 
I  keep  thy  law  in  sight, 
Through  all  the  business  of  the  day, 
To  form  my  actions  right. 
3  My  heart  in  midnight  silence  cries, 
"  How  sweet  thy  comforts  be ! " 
My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rise. 
And  bring  their  thanks  to  thee. 
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THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

18  The  law  of  the  Lord  is  perfect.  S.  M. 

Psalm  19 :  7. 

LORD,  thy  perfect  word 
Directs  our  steps  aright; 
Nor  can  all  other  books  aflford 
Such  profit  or  delight. 

2  Celestial  light  it  sheds 

To  cheer  this  vale  below ; 
To  distant  lands  its  glory  spreads, 
And  streams  of  mercy  flow. 

3  True  wisdom  it  imparts ; 

Commands  our  hope  and  fear : 
0  may  we  hide  it  in  our  hearts, 
And  feel  its  influence  there  1 

19  The  books  of  nature  and  Scripture.  S.  M. 

BEHOLD!  the  lofty  sky 
Declares  its  maker,  God; 
And  all  his  starry  works,  on  high. 
Proclaim  his  power  abroad. 
2  The  darkness  and  the  light 

Still  keep  their  course  the  same ; 
While  night  to  day,  and  day  to  night. 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 
3 ,  In  every  different  land. 

Their  general  voice  is  known ; 
They  show  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 

4  Ye  Christian  lands !  rejoice ; 

Here  he  reveals  his  word; 
We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice. 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

20  My  Bible.  7s. 
"OLY  Bible!  book  divine! 

Precious  treasure !  thou  art  mine : 
Mine  to  tell  me  whence  I  came ; 
Mine  to  teach  me  what  I  am  • 
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THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

2  Mine  to  chide  me  when  I  rove ; 
Mine  to  show  a  Saviour's  love ; 
Mine  thou  art  to  guide  and  guard ; 
Mine  to  punish  or  reward; 

3  Mine  to  comfort  in  distress, 
Suifering  in  this  wilderness ; 
Mine  to  show,  by  living  faith, 
Man  can  triumph  over  death ; 

4  Mine  to  tell  of  joys  to  come, 
And  the  rebel  sinner's  doom: 
0  thou  holy  book  divine ! 
Precious  treasure  thou  art  mine ! 

21  Book  of  grace.  8s,  7  &  4. 

BOOK  of  grace,  and  book  of  glory  1 
Gift  of  God  to  age  and  youth ; 
Wondrous  in  thy  sacred  story, 
Bright,  bright  with  truth. 

2  Book  of  love !  in  accents  tender. 

Speaking  unto  such  as  we ; 
May  it  lead  us,  Lord,  to  render 
All,  all  to  thee. 

3  Book  of  hope !  the  spirit  sighing, 

Consolation  finds  in  thee ; 
As  it  hears  the  Saviour  crying — 
"  Come,  come  to  me." 

4  Book  of  life!  when  we  reposing, 

Bid  farewell  to  friends  we  love 
Give  us  for  the  life  then  closing. 
Life,  life  above. 

22  The  word  more  precious  than  gold.  P.  M 

PRECIOUS  Bible!  what  a  treasure 
Does  the  word  of  God  afford ! 
All  I  want  for  life  or  pleasure. 

Food  and  med'cine,  shield  and  sword : 
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THE  HOLY  SCKIPTURES. 

Let  the  world  account  me  poor, 
Having  this  I  need  no  more. 

2  Food  to  which  the  world's  a  stranger, 

Here  my  hungry  soul  enjoys ; 
Of  excess  there  is  no  danger — 
Though  it  fills,  it  never  cloys : 

On  a  dying  Christ  I  feed. 

He  is  meat  and  drink  indeed ! 

3  When  my  faith  is  faint  and  sickly, 

Or  when  Satan  wounds  my  mind ; 
Cordials  to  revive  me  quickly. 
Healing  med'cines  here  I  find: 

To  the  promises  I  flee. 

Each  afibrds  a  remedy. 

4  In  the  hour  of  dark  temptation, 

Satan  can  not  make  me  yield ; 
For  the  word  of  consolation 
Is  to  me  a  mighty  shield : 

While  the  scripture  truths  are  sure, 
From  his  malice  I  'm  secure. 

5  Vain  his  threats  to  overcome  me. 

When  I  take  the  Spirit's  sword ; 
Then,  with  ease,  I  drive  him  froi^  me ; 

Satan  trembles  at  the  word: 

'T  is  a  sword  for  conquest  made. 
Keen  the  edge,  and  strong  the  blade. 

6  Shall  I  envy,  then,  the  miser, 

Doating  on  his  golden  store  ? 
Sure  I  am,  or  should  be,  wiser ; 

I  am  rich — 'tis  he  is  poor: 
Jesus  gives  me  in  his  word. 
Food  and  med'cine,  shield  and  sword. 

23  The  family  Bible.  12s  &  lis. 

HOW  painfully  pleasing  the  fond  recollection 
Of  youthful  connections  and  innocent  joy, 
When  blessed  with  parental  advice  and  affection, 
Surrounded  with  mercies — with  peace  from  on  high  I 
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GOD :  HIS  BEING  AND  PERFECTIONS. 

1  still  view  the  chairs  of  my  father  and  mother, 

The  seats  of  their  offspring  as  ranged  on  each  hand  ; 
And  that  richest  of  books  which  excelled  every  other, 

The  family  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand : 
The  old-fashioned  Bible,  the  dear  blessed  Bible, 

The  family  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand. 

2  That  Bible,  the  volume  of  God's  inspiration, 
At  morn  and  at  evening  could  yield  us  delight; 

And  the  prayer  of  our  sire  was  a  sweet  invocation 
For  mercy  by  day  and  for  safety  through  night; 
Our  hymn  of  thanksgiving  with  harmony  swelling, 
■   All  warm  from  the  heart  of  the  family  band, 
Has  raised  us  from  earth  to  that  rapturous  dwelling 

Described  in  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand : 
The  old-fashioned  Bible,  the  dear,  blessed  Bible, 
The  family  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand. 

3  Ye  scenes  of  tranquillity,  long  have  we  parted, 
My  hopes  almost  gone,  and  my  parents  no  more  : 

In  sorrow  and  sadness  I  live  broken-hearted. 

And  wander  unknown  on  a  far  distant  shore  ; 
Yet  how  can  I  doubt  a  dear  Saviour's  protection, 

Forgetful  of  gifts  from  his  bountiful  hand  ! 
O  let  me  with  patience  receive  his  correction, 

And  think  of  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand : 
The  old-fashioned  Bible,  the  dear,  blessM  Bible, 

The  family  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand. 

GOD:  HIS  BEING  AND  PERFECTIONS. 
24:  Great  is  the  Lord.  L.  M. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord!  'tis  good  to  raise 
Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise : 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord !  and  great  his  might, 
And  all  his  glories  infinite  : 

His  wisdom  vast,  and  knows  no  bound ; 
A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned. 

3  He  loves  the  meek,  rewards  the  just, 
Humbles  the  wicked  in  the  dust. 
Melts  and  subdues  the  stubborn  soul. 
And  makes  the  broken  spirit  whole. 

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GOD: 

4  His  saints  are  precious  in  his  sight ; 
He  views  his  children  with  delight ; 
He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
Approves  and  loves  his  image  there. 

25  Eternity  of  God.  L.  M. 

ERE  mountains  reared  their  forms  sublime, 
Or  heaven  and  earth  in  order  stood — 
Before  the  birth  of  ancient  time, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God. 

2  A  thousand  ages,  in  their  flight. 

With  thee  are  as  a  fleeting  day ; 
Past,  present,  future,  to  thy  sight 
At  once  their  various  scenes  display. 

3  But  our  brief  life 's  a  shadowy  dream, 

A  passing  thought,  that  soon  is  o'er. 

That  fades  with  morning's  earliest  beam. 

And  fills  the  musing  mind   no  more. 

4  To  us,  0  Lord,  the  wisdom  give 

Each  passing  moment  so  to  spend. 
That  we  at  length  with  thee  may  live. 
Where  life  and  bliss  shall  never  end. 

26  ^^  How  unsearchable  are  thy  judgments."       L.  M. 

Rom.  11 :  33. 

LORD,  my  weak  thought  in  vain  would  climb 
To  search  the  starry  vault  profound : 
In  vain  would  wing  her  flight  sublime, 
To  find  creation's  outmost  bound. 

2  But  weaker  yet  that  thought  must  prove 

To  search  thy  great  eternal  plan — 
Thy  sovereign  counsels,  born  of  love 
Long  ages  ere  the  world  began. 

3  When  my  dim  reason  would  demand 

Why  that,  or  this,  thou  dost  ordain. 
By  some  vast  deep  I  seem  to  stand, 
Whose  secrets  I  must  ask  in  vain. 
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HIS  BEING  AND  PERFECTIONS. 

4  When  doubts  disturb  my  troubled  breast, 

And  all  is  dark  as  night  to  me, 
Here,  as  on  solid  rock,  I  rest; 
That  so  it  seemeth  good  to  thee. 

5  Be  this  my  joy,  that  evermore 

Thou  rulest  all  things  at  thy  will : 
Thy  sovereign  wisdom  I  adore, 

And  calmly,  sweetly  trust  thee  still. 

27  Omnipresence  of  God.  L.  M. 

FATHER  of  spirits !  nature's  God, 
Our  inmost  thoughts  are  known  to  thee : 
Thou,  Lord,  canst  hear  each  idle  word. 
And  every  private  action  see. 

2  Could  we,  on  morning's  swiftest  wings, 

Pursue  our  flight  through  trackless  air, 
Or  dive  beneath  deep  ocean's  springs. 
Thy  presence  still  would  meet  us  there. 

3  In  vain  may  guilt  attempt  to  fly. 

Concealed  beneath  the  pall  of  night: 
One  glance  from  thy  all-piercing  eye. 
Can  kindle  darkness  into  light. 

4  Search  thou  our  hearts,  and  there  destroy 

Each  evil  thought,  each  secret  sin. 
And  fit  us  for  those  realms  of  joy 
Where  naught  impure  shall  enter  in. 

28  ^e  Lord  reigneth.  L.  M. 

Psalm  96 :  10. 

JEHOVAH  reigns ;  his  throne  is  high ; 
His  robes  are  light  and  majesty; 
His  glory  shines  with  beams  so  bright 
No  mortal  can  sustain  the  sight. 

2  His  terrors  keep  the  world  in  awe; 
His  justice  guards  his  holy  law; 
His  love  reveals  a  smiling  face. 
His  truth  and  promise  seal  the  grace. 
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GOD: 

3  Through  all  his  works  his  wisdom  shines, 
And  baffles  Satau's  deep  designs; 

His  power  is  sovereign  to  fulfill 
The  noblest  counsels  of  his  will. 

4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  descend 
To  be  my  father  and  my  friend  ? 
Then  let  my  songs  with  angels  join; 
Heaven  is  secure,  if  God  be  mine. 

29  Psalm  100.  L.  M. 

WITH  one  consent  let  all  the  earth 
To  God  their  cheerful  voices  raise ; 
Glad  homage  pay,  with  awful  mirth, 
And  sing  before  him  songs  of  praise : 

2  Convinced  that  he  is  God  alone. 

From  whom  both  we  and  all  proceed; 
We,  whom  he  chooses  for  his  own, 
The  flock  that  he  vouchsafes  to  keep. 

3  0,  enter,  then,  his  temple  gate. 

Thence  to  his  courts  devoutly  press ; 
And  still  your  grateful  hymns  repeat. 
And  still  his  name  with  praises  bless. 

4  For  he  's  the  Lord  supremely  good, 

His  mercy  is  for  ever  sure ; 
His  truth,  which  always  firmly  stood, 
To  endless  ages  shall  endure. 

30  Of  him  are  all  things.  L.  M 

Rom.  11 :  36. 

0  SOURCE  divine,  and  life  of  all. 
The  fount  of  being's  wondrous  sea ! 
Thy  depth  would  every  heart  appall. 
That  saw  not  love  supreme  in  thee. 

2  We  shrink  before  thy  vast  abyss. 

Where  worlds  on  worlds  eternal  brood; 
We  know  thee  truly  but  in  this — 
That  thou  bestowest  all  our  good. 
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HIS  BEING  AND  PERFECTIONS. 

3  And  so,  'mid  boundless  time  and  space, 
0  grant  us  still  in  thee  to  dwell, 
And  through  the  ceaseless  web  to  trace 
Thy  presence  working  all  things  well ! 

31  In  Mm  we  live  and  move.  L.  M. 

Acts  17 :  28. 

UNCHANGEABLE,  all-perfect  Lord! 
Essential  life's  unbounded  sea! 
What  lives  and  moves,  lives  by  thy  word; 

It  lives,  and  moves,  and  is,  from  thee! 
Whate'er  in  earth,  or  sea,  or  sky. 

Or  shuns,  or  meets,  the  wandering  thought, 
Escapes,  or  strikes,  the  searching  eye, 
By  thee  was  to  existence  brought. 

2  High  is  thy  power  above  all  bight ; 

Whate'er  thy  will  decrees  is  done: 
Thy  wisdom,  holiness  and  might 

Can  by  no  finite  mind  be  known. 
What  our  dim  eyes  could  never  see. 

Is  plain  and  naked  in  thy  sight; 
What  thickest  darkness  vails,  to  thee 

Shines  clearly  as  the  morning  light. 

3  Thine,  Lord,  is  holiness,  alone : 

Justicie  and  truth  before  thee  stand : 
Yet,  nearer  to  thy  sacred  throne, 

Love  ever  dwells  at  thy  right  hand. 
And  to  thy  love  and  ceaseless  care. 

Father!  this  light,  this  breath,  we  owe; 
And  all  we  have,  and  all  we  are. 

From  thee,  great  source  of  life !  doth  flow. 

32  The  all-seeing  God.  L.  M 

LORD,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  thro'; 
Thine  eye  commands  with  piercing  view 
My  rising  and  my  resting  hours. 
My  heart  and  flesh  with  all  their  powers. 
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GOD: 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known ; 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak, 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand ; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand : 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  Amazing  knowledge,  vast  and  great ! 
What  large  extent !  what  lofty  hight ! 
My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast, 
Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

33  Psalm  139.  L.  M. 

LORD,  thou  hast  formed  mine  every  part. 
Mine  inmost  thought  is  known  to  thee ; 
Each  word,  each  feeling  of  my  heart. 
Thine  ear  doth  hear,  thine  eye  doth  see. 

2  Though  I  should  seek  the  shades  of  night. 

And  hide  myself  in  guilty  fear, 
To  thee  the  darkness  seems  as  light. 
The  midnight  as  the  noonday  clear. 

3  The  heavens,  the  earth,  the  sea,  the  sky, 

All  own  thee  ever  present  there; 
Where'er  I  turn,  thou  still  art  nigh, 
Thy  Spirit  dwelling  everywhere. 

4  0  may  that  Spirit,  ever  blest, 

Upon  my  soul  in  radiance  shine. 
Till  welcomed  to  eternal  rest, 

I  taste  thy  presence.  Lord,  divine ! 

34  God  praised  in  all  his  works.        L.  M.  6  lines 

THOU  art,  0  Lord,  the  boundless  source, 
Whence  all  our  thousand  blessings  flowj 
And  nature,  through  her  endless  course. 
Proclaims  thy  love  to  all  below ; 

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HIS  BEING  AND  PERFECTIONS. 

While  all  above  join  in  the  strain 
Of  ceaseless  praises  to  thy  name. 

2  The  sun  on  golden  chariot  rides, 

And  sends  to  earth  \)ls  rays  of  light ; 
While  darkness  from  his  brightness  hides, 

And  vanishes  from  human  sight ; 

This  sunlight,  when  it  comes  to  earth, 
Declares  thy  goodness  gave  it  birth. 

3  The  moon  and  stars;  that  rule  at  night. 

And  smile  upon  this  world  of  wrong, 
Bear  on  each  trembling  chord  of  light 

The  notes  of  this  sweet,  sacred  song ; 

"Thou,  Lord,  didst  make  all  things  that 
All  are  the  creatures  of  thy  love."  [move ; 

4  Then  help  my  poor,  unworthy  heart 

To  join  aloud  in  nature's  praise  j 
And  may  my  song,  in  every  part. 
Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  ways  ; 

And  when  I  reach  the  heavenly  plains, 
I  '11  sing  thy  love  in  nobler  strains. 

35  Lord,  thou  hast  searched  me,  etc.  C  M. 

Psalm  139:  1. 

LORD,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee ; 
In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  or  to  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all-observing  eye  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways. 
The  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  thee.  Lord, 

Before  they  're  formed  within, 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
Thou  knowest  all  I  mean. 
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GOD: 

0  let  thine  arms  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 

Secured  by  sovereign  love. 

36  Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord.  C  M. 
GOD,  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 
That  thou  the  only  Lord 

And  everlasting  Father  art. 
By  all  the  earth  adored. 

2  To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud. 

To  thee  the  powers  on  high. 
Both  cherubim  and  seraphim, 
Continually  do  cry — 

3  0  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

When  heavenly  hosts  obey ; 
The  world  is  with  the  glory  filled 
Of  thy  majestic  sway. 

4  The  apostles'  glorious  company, 

The  prophets  crowned  with  light, 
With  all  the  martyrs'  noble  host, 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 

5  The  holy  Church,  throughout  the  world, 

0  Lord,  confesses  thee. 
That  thou  th'  eternal  Father  art 
Of  boundless  majesty. 

37  JI^^  praise  endureth  for  ever.  G.  M. 

Psalm  111  :  10. 

SONGS  of  immortal  praise  belong 
To  my  Almighty  God ; 
He  has  my  heart,  and  he  my  tongue, 
To  spread  his  name  abroad. 

2  How  great  the  works  his  hand  has  wrought; 
How  glorious  in  our  sight ; 
And  men  in  every  age  have  sought 
His  wonders  with  delight. 
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HIS  BEING  AND  PERFECTIONS. 

How  most  exact  is  nature's  frame, 
How  wise  the  Eternal  mind; 

His  counsels  never  change  the  scheme 
That  his  first  thoughts  designed. 

When  he  redeemed  his  chosen  sons, 
He  fixed  his  covenant  sure ; 

The  orders  that  his  lips  pronounce 
To  endless  years  endure. 


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O  God,  my-heart  is  fixed.  C.  M. 

Psalm  57  :  7. 

GOD !  my  heart  is  fully  bent 
To  magnify  thy  name ; 
My  tongue,  with  cheerful  songs  of  praise, 
Shall  celebrate  thy  fame. 

2  Be  thou,  0  God !  exalted  high 
Above  the  starry  frame ; 
And  let  the  world,  with  one  consent 
Confess  thy  glorious  name. 
39  The  Infinite  One.  C.  M. 

GREAT  God !  how  infinite  art  thou. 
What  w^orthless  worms  are  we ; 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood. 

Ere  seas  or  stars  were  made : 
Thou  art  the  ever-living  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

3  Our  lives  through  various  scenes  arc  drawn, 

And  vexed  with  trifling  cswes ; 
While  thine  eternal  thoughts  move  on 
Thine  undisturbed  affairs. 

4  Great  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou, 

What  w^orthless  worms  are  we ; 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow. 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 
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GOD : 

40  ^I^  trieth  the  reins.  C.  M. 

Psalm  7 :  9. 

GREAT  God !  thy  penetrating  eye 
Pervades  my  inmost  powers ; 
With  awe  profound  my  wondering  soul 
Falls  prostrate  and  adores. 

2  To  be  encompassed  round  with  God, 

The  Holy  and  the  Just, 
Armed  with  omnipotence  to  save. 
Or  crush  me  to  the  dust — 

3  0  how  tremendous  is  the  thought! 

Deep  may  it  be  impressed, 
And  may  thy  Spirit  firmly  'grave 
This  truth  within  my  breast. 

4  Begirt  with  thee,  my  fearless  soul 

The  gloomy  vale  shall  tread ; 
And  thou  wilt  bind  th'  immortal  crown 
Of  glory  on  my  head. 


41  The  Lord  is  great.  lis  &  8s. 

THE  Lord  is  great!  ye  hosts  of  heaven  adore  him. 
And  ye  who  tread  this  earthly  ball; 
In  holy  songs  rejoice  aloud  before  him. 
And  shout  his  praise  who  made  you  all. 

2  The  Lord  is  great;  his  majesty  how  glorious! 
Resound  his  praise  from  shore  to  shore; 

O'er  sin,  and  death,  and  hell,  now  made  victorious. 
He  rules  and  reigns  for  evermore. 

3  The  Lord  is  great;  his  mercy  how  abounding! 
Ye  angels,  strike  your  golden  chords ; 

0  praise  our  God,  with  voice  and  harp  resounding, 
The  King  of  kings  and  Lord  of  lords. 
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IN  CREATION. 
42  The  love  of  God.  C.  P.  M. 

MY  God !  Thy  boundless  love  I  praise ; 
How  bright  on  high  its  glories  blaze ! 
How  sweetly  bloom  below ! 
It  streams  from  thine  eternal  throne ; 
Through  heaven  its  joys  for  ever  run, 
And  o'er  the  earth  they  flow. 

2  'T  is  love  that  paints  the  purple  morn, 
And  bids  the  clouds,  in  air  upborne, 

Their  genial  drops  distill ; 
In  every  vernal  beam  it  glows, 
And  breathes  in  every  gale  that  blows, 

And  glides  in  every  rill. 

3  But  in  thy  word  I  see  it  shine, 
With  grace  and  glories  more  divine, 

Proclaiming  sins  forgiven; 
There,  Faith,  bright  cherub,  points  the  way 
To  realms  of  everlasting  day. 
And  opens  all  her  heaven. 

4  Then  let  the  love,  that  makes  me  blest. 
With  cheerful  praise  inspire  my  breast. 

And  ardent  gratitude ; 
And  all  my  thoughts  and  passions  tend 
To  thee,  my  Father  and  my  Friend, 

My  soul's  eternal  good. 


GOD  IN  CREATION. 
43  The  heavens  declare  the  glory  of  God.         L.  M. 

Psalm  19:  1. 

THE  spacious  firmament  on  high. 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky. 
And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame. 
Their  great  Original  proclaim. 
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GOD: 

2  Th'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Does  his  Creator's  power  display, 
And  publishes  to  every  land 

The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 

"5  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondi-ous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  listening  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth  : 

t  While  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn. 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 
And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole, 

3  What  though  in  solemn  silence  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  ball — 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  their  radiant  orbs  be  found — 

6  In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice. 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice ; 
For  ever  singing  as  they  shine, 
The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine ! 

14:  Se  is  clothed  with  majesty.  L.  M. 

Psalm  93:  1. 

JEHOVAH  reigns:  he  dwells  in  light. 
Arrayed  with  majesty  and  might ; 
The  world,  created  by  his  hands. 
Still  on  its  firm  foundation  stands. 

2  But  ere  this  spacious  world  was  made. 
Or  had  its  first  foundation  laid. 

His  throne  eternal  ages  stood. 
Himself  the  ever-living  God. 

3  For  ever  shall  his  throne  endure ; 
His  promise  stands  for  ever  sure ; 
And  everlasting  holiness 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  his  grace. 

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IN  CREATION. 

45  -^^^  i^^y  works  'praise  thee.  L.  M 

Psalm  145  :  10, 

NATURE,  with  all  her  powers  shall  sing 
God  the  Creator,  and  the  King ; 
Nor  air,  nor  earth,  nor  skies,  nor  seas 
Deny  the  tribute  of  their  praise. 

2  Begin  to  make  his  glories  known, 
Ye  seraphs,  who  sit  near  his  throne ; 

Tune  high  your  harps,  and  spread  the  sound 
To  the  creation's  utmost  bound. 

3  Thus  let  our  flaming  zeal  employ 

Our  loftiest  thoughts,  and  loudest  songs ; 
Nations,  pronounce  with  warmest  joy 
Hosanna,  from  ten  thousand  tongues. 

4  Yet,  mighty  God,  our  feeble  frame 
Attempts  in  vain  to  reach  thy  name ; 
The  strongest  notes  that  angels  raise 
Faint  in  the  worship  and  the  praise. 

46  Thy  saints  shall  bless  thee.  L.  M 

Psalm  145 :  10. 

GREATEST  of  beings,  source  of  life; 
Sovereign  of  air,  and  earth,  and  sea ! 
All  nature  feels  thy  pow'r,  and  all 
A  silent  homage  pay  to  thee. 

2  Waked  by  thy  hand,  the  morning  sun 

Pours  forth  to  thee  its  earlier  rays, 
And  spreads  thy  glories  as  it  climbs ; 

While  raptured  worlds  look  up  and  praise. 

3  The  moon,  to  the  deep  shades  of  night. 

Speaks  the  mild  luster  of  thy  name ; 
While  all  the  stars,  that  cheer  the  scene. 
Thee,  the  great  Lord  of  light,  proclaim. 

4  And  groves  and  vales,  and  rocks  and  hills, 

And  every  flower,  and  every  tree, 
Ten  thousand  creatures,  warm  with  life, 
Have  each  a  grateful  song  for  thee. 
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GOD: 

5  But  man  was  formed  to  rise  to  heaven ; 

And,  blest  with  reason's  clearer  light, 
He  views  his  Maker  through  his  works, 
And  glows  with  rapture  at  the  sight. 

6  Nor  can  the  thousand  songs  that  rise, 

Whether  from  air,  or  earth,  or  sea. 
So  well  repeat  Jehovah's  praise, 
Or  raise  such  sacred  harmony. 

PART   FIRST. 
4:7  -^  hymii  of  praise.  L.  M. 

SING  to  the  Lord  with  cheerful  voice ; 
From  realm  to  realm  the  notes  shall  sound, 
And  heaven's  exulting  sons  rejoice 
To  bear  the  full  hosanna  round. 

2  When,  starting  from  the  shades  of  night, 

Obedient,  Lord,  to  thy  behest. 
The  sun  arrayed  his  limbs  in  light 
And  earth  her  virgin  beauty  drest ; 

3  Thy  praise  transported  nature  sung 

In  pealing  chorus  loud  and  far ; 
The  echoing  vault  with  rapture  rung. 
And  shouted  every  morning  star. 

4  When  bending  from  his  native  sky. 

The  Lord  of  life  in  mercy  came, 
And  laid  his  bright  effulgence  by, 
To  bear  on  earth  a  human  name ; 

5  The  song,  by  cherub  voices  raised, 

Rolled  through  the  dark  blue  depths  above, 
And  Israel's  shepherds  heard  amazed 
The  seraph  notes  of  peace  and  love. 

PART    SECOND. 

AND  shall  not  man  the  concert  join, 
For  whom  this  bright  creation  rose — 
For  whom  the  fires  of  morning  shine 
And  eve's  still  lamps,  that  woo  repose  ? 
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IN  CREATION. 

2  And  shall  not  he  the  chorus  swell, 

Whose  form  the  incarnate  Godhead  wore, 
Whose  guilt,  whose  fears,  whose  triumph  tell 
How  deep  the  wounds  his  Saviour  bore  ? 

3  Long  as  yon  glittering  arch  shall  bend, 

Long  as  yon  orbs  in  glory  roll. 
Long  as  the  streams  of  life  descend 
To  cheer  with  hope  the  fainting  soul, 

4  Thy  praise  shall  fill  each  grateful  voice, 

Shall  bid  the  song  of  rapture  sound ; 
And  heaven's  exulting  sons  rejoice 
To  bear  the  full  hosanna  round. 

4:8         Praise  of  God  peculiarly  due  from  man.       L.M 

THERE  seems  a  voice  in  every  gale, 
A  tongue  in  every  opening  flower, 
Which  tells,  0  Lord  !  the  wondrous  tale 
Of  thy  indulgence,  love,  and  power. 

2  The  birds  that  rise  on  soaring  wing 

Appear  to  hymn  their  Maker's  praise, 
And  all  the  mingling  sounds  of  spring 
To  thee  a  general  paean  raise. 

3  And  shall  my  voice,  great  God,  alone 

Be  mute  'midst  nature's  loud  acclaim  ? 
No  ;  let  my  heart  with  answering  tone 
Breathe  forth  in  praise  thy  holy  name. 

4  And  nature's  debt  is  small  to  mine  ; 

Thou  bad'st  her  being  bounded  be. 
But — matchless  proof  of  love  divine — 
Thou  gav'st  immortal  life  to  me. 

49  (rod  the  fountain  of  being,  etc.        L.  M.  6  lines 

rpnOU  art,  0  God,  the  life  and  light 
X   Of  all  the  wondrous  world  we  see ; 
Its  glow  by  day,  its  smile  by  night. 
Are  but  reflections  caught  from  thee  j 
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GOD: 

Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine, 
And  all  things  fair  and  bright  are  thine. 

When  day,  with  farewell  beam,  delays 
Among  the  opening  clouds  of  even, 

And  we  can  almost  think  we  g'aze. 

Through  opening  vistas,  into  heaven — 

Those  hues  that  mark  the  sun's  decline, 

So  soft,  so  radiant,  Lord,  are  thine. 

When  night,  with  wings  of  starry  gloom, 
O'ershadows  all  the  earth  and  skies. 

Like  some  dark,  beauteous  bird,  whose  plume 
Is  sparkling  with  unnumbered  dyes — 

That  sacred  gloom,  those  fires  divine, 

So  grand,  so  countless.  Lord,  are  thine. 

When  youthful  Spring  around  us  breathes, 
Thy  Spirit  warms  her  fragrant  sigh ; 

And  every  flower  that  Summer  wreathes 
Is  born  beneath  thy  kindling  eye ; 

Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine. 

And  all  things  fair  and  bright  are  thine. 


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50  G-od  seen  in  all  his  works.  C.  M 

SING  th'  almighty  power  of  God, 
That  made  the  mountains  rise. 
That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 
And  built  the  lofty  sides. 

2  I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordained 
The  sun  to  rule  tlie  day ; 

The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3  I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
That  filled  the  eai-th  with  food ; 

.    He  formed  the  creatures  with  his  word. 
And  then  pronounced  them  good. 
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IN  CREATION. 

4  Lord !  how  thy  wonders  are  displayed, 

Where'er  I  tiirn  my  eye ! 
If  I  survey  the  ground  I  tread, 
Or  gaze  upon  the  sky  ! 

5  There  's  not  a  plant  or  flower  below 

But  makes  thy  glories  known ; 
And  clouds  arise,  and  tempests  blow. 
By  order  from  thy  throne. 

6  Creatures  that  borrow  life  from  thee 

Are  subject  to  thy  care ; 
There  's  not  a  place  where  we  can  flee 
But  God  is  present  there. 

51  Bless  the  Lord,  all  his  works.  C.  M. 

Psalm  103 :  22. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  immortal  choir ! 
In  heavenly  hights  above, 
With  harp,  and  voice,  and  soul  of  fire. 
Burning  with  perfect  love. 

2  Shine  to  his  glory,  worlds  of  light! 

Ye  million  suns  of  space ; 
Ye  moon  and  glittering  stars  of  night. 
Running  your  mystic  race. 

3  Shout  to  Jehovah,  surging  main ! 

In  deep  eternal  roar ; 
Let  wave  to  wave  resound  the  strain, 
And  shore  reply  to  shore. 

4  Storm,  lightning,  thunder,  hail  and  snow, 

Wild  winds  that  keep  his  word, 
With  the  old  mountains  far  below, 
Unite  to  bless  the  Lord. 

5  And  round  the  wide  world  let  it  roll, 

Whilst  man  shall  lead  it  on ; 
Join,  every  ransomed  human  soul, 
In  glorious  unisoa, 
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GOD: 

52  G^o^  seen  in  Jiis  works.  C.  M, 

THERE  'S  not  a  tint  that  paints  the  rose 
Or  decks  the  lily  fair, 
Or  streaks  the  humblest  flower  that  blows, 
But  God  has  placed  it  there. 

2  There  's  not  a  star  whose  twinkling  light 

Illumes  the  distant  earth. 
And  cheers  the  solemn  gloom  of  night 
But  goodness  gave  it  birth. 

3  There  's  not  a  cloud  whose  dews  distill 

Upon  the  parching  clod. 
And  clothe  with  verdure  vale  and  hill, 
That  is  not  sent  by  God. 

4  There  's  not  a  place  in  earth's  vast  round. 

In  ocean  deep,  or  air. 
Where  skill  and  wisdom  are  not  found ; 
For  God  is  everywhere. 

5  Around,  beneath,  below,  above. 

Wherever  space  extends. 
There  heaven  displays  its  boundless  love. 
And  power  with  goodness  blends. 

53  Praise  him  in  the  firmament  of  his  power.      C.  M. 

Psalm  150:  1. 

BEGIN  my  soul  the  lofty  strain. 
In  solemn  accents  sing 
A  sacred  hymn  of  grateful  praise 
To  heaven's  almighty  King. 

2  Ye  curling  fountains,  as  ye  roll 

Your  silver  waves  along, 
Whisper  to  all  your  verdant  shores 
The  subject  of  my  song. 

3  Retain  it  long,  ye  echoing  rocks 

The  sacred  sound  retain. 
And  from  your  hollow  winding  caves 
Return  it  oft  again. 
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IN  CREATION. 

4  Bear  it,  ye  wiuds,  on  all  your  wings, 

To  distant  climes  away. 
And  round  the  wide-extended  world 
The  lofty  theme  convey. 

5  Take  the  glad  burden  of  his  name, 

Ye  clouds,  as  you  arise. 
Whether  to  deck  the  golden  morn 
Or  shade  the  evening  skies. 

6  Whilst  we,  with  sacred  rapture  fired, 

The  great  Creator  sing. 
And  utter  consecrated  lays 
To  heaven's  eternal  King. 

54:  Th^  hymn  of  the  seasons.  C.  M.  D. 

THE  heavenly  spheres  to  thee,  0  God, 
Attune  their  evening  hymn ; 
All- wise,  all-holy,  thou  art  praised 

In  song  of  seraphim. 
Unnumbered  systems,  suns,  and  worlds, 

Unite  to  worship  thee, 
While  thy  majestic  greatness  fills 
Space,  time,  eternity. 

2  Nature,  a  temple  worthy  thee. 

Beams  with  thy  light  and  love ; 
Whose  flowers  so  sweetly  bloom  below, 

Whose  stars  rejoice  above ; 
Whose  altars  are  the  mountain  cliffs 

That  rise  along  the  shore ; 
Whose  anthems,  the  sublime  accord 

Of  storm  and  ocean  roar. 

3  Her  song  of  gratitude  is  sung 

By  spring's  awakening  hours ; 
Her  summer  offers  ^t  thy  shrine 
Its  earliest,  loveliest  flowers ; 
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GOD: 

Her  autumn  brings  its  golden  fruits, 

In  glorious  luxury  given ; 
While  winter's  silver  bights  reflect 

Thy  brightness  back  to  heaven. 

55  ^^e  ineffable  glory  of  God.  C.  H.  M. 

SINCE  o'er  thy  footstool  here  below 
Such  radiant  gems  are  strewn, 
0,  what  magnificence  must  glow, 

Great  God,  about  thy  throne ! 
So  brilliant  here  these  drops  of  light — 
There  the  full  ocean  rolls,  how  bright ! 

2  If  night's  blue  curtain  of  the  sky — 

With  thousand  stars  inwrought. 
Hung  like  a  royal  canopy 

With  glittering  diamonds  fraught — 
Be,  Lord,  thy  temple's  outer  vail, 
What  splendor  at  the  shrine  must  dwell ! 

3  The  dazzling  sun  at  noonday  hour — 

Forth  from  his  flaming  vase 
Flinging  o'er  earth  the  golden  shower 

Till  vale  and  mountain  blaze — 
But  shows,  0  Lord,  one  beam  of  thine ; 
What,  then,  the  day  where  thou  dost  shine ! 

4  0,  how  shall  these  dim  eyes  endure 

That  noon  of  living  rays ! 
Or  how  our  spirits,  so  impure. 

Upon  thy  glory  gaze  ! 
Anoint,  0  Lord,  anoint  our  sight, 
And  fit  us  for  that  world  of  light. 

56  l^he  Lord  Jehovah  reigns.  S.  M. 

THE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns. 
Let  all  the  nations  fear ; 
Let  sinners  tremble  at  his  throne. 
And  saints  be  humble  there. 
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IN  CREATION. 

2  Jesus,  the  Saviour,  reigns ; 

Let  earth  adore  its  Lord ; 
Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  wait, 
Swift  to  fulfill  his  word. 

3  In  Zion  stands  his  throne ; 

His  honors  are  divine ; 
His  church  shall  make  his  wonders  known, 
For  there  his  glories  shine. 

4  How  holy  is  his  name ! 

How  fearful  is  his  praise ! 
Justice,  and  truth,  and  judgment  join 
In  all  the  works  of  grace. 


57  Jehovah  reigns.  S.  P.  M 

THE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns. 
And  royal  state  maintains, 
His  head  with  awful  glories  crowned ; 
Arrayed  in  robes  of  light. 
Begirt  with  sovereign  might, 
And  rays  of  majesty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  commands, 
The  world  securely  stands, 

And  skies  and  stars  obey  thy  word : 

Thy  throne  was  fixed  on  high 

Before  the  starry  sky: 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord ! 

3  Thy  promises  are  true ; 
Thy  grace  is  ever  new ; 

There  fixed,  thy  church  shall  ne'er  remove : 

Thy  saints,  with  holy  fear. 

Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 
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GOD: 

58  -^^^  everything  that  hath  breath  praise  the  Lord.    7s. 

Psalm  150. 

PRAISE  the  Lord,  his  glories  show, 
Saints  within  his  courts  below, 
Angels  round  his  throne  above, 
All  that  see  and  share  his  love ! 

2  Earth  to  heaven,  and  heaven  to  earth. 
Tell  his  wonders,  sing  his  worth ; 
Age  to  age,  and  shore  to  shore. 
Praise  him,  praise  him,  evermore ! 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  his  mercies  trace; 
Praise  his  providence  and  grace — 
All  that  he  for  man  hath  done, 
All  he  sends  us  through  his  Son. 

4  Strings  and  voices,  hands  and  hearts. 
In  the  concert  bear  your  parts  : 

All  that  breathe,  your  Lord  adore ; 
Praise  hira,  praise  him,  evermore ! 

59  Source  of  heing^  source  of  light.         7s,  double. 

SOURCE  of  being,  source  of  light, 
With  unfading  beauties  bright ; 
Thee,  when  morning  greets  the  skies, 
Blushing  sweet  with  humid  eyes; 
Thee,  when  soft  declining  day 
Sinks,  in  purple  waves  away; 
Thee,  0  Parent,  will  I  sing, 
To  thy  feet  my  tribute  bring ! 

2  Yonder  azure  vault  on  high. 
Yonder  blue,  low,  liquid  sky ; 
Earth,  on  its  firm  basis  placed. 
And  with  circling  waves  embraced ; 
All-creating  power  confess. 
All  their  mighty  Maker  bless ; 
Shaking  nature  with  thy  nod. 
Earth  and  heaven  confess  their  God, 
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IN  CREATION. 

Father,  King,  whose  heavenly  face 
Shines  serene  upon  our  race; 
Mindful  of  thy  guardian  care, 
Slow  to  punish,  prone  to  spare ; 
We  thy  majesty  adore, 
We  thy  well-known  aid  implore ; 
Not  in  vain  thy  aid  we  call. 
Nothing  want,  for  thou  art  all ! 


()0  -^tt  the  earth  doth  worship  thee.  7s. 

[  OD  eternal,  Lord  of  all ! 
Lowly  at  thy  feet  we  fall : 
All  the  earth  doth  worship  thee, 
We  amid  the  throng  would  be. 


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2  All  the  holy  angels  cry. 

Hail,  thrice  holy,  God  Most  High , 

Glorified  Apostles  raise. 

Night  and  day,  continual  praise. 

Gl  God  is  love.  7s,  6  lines. 

1  John  4  :  8. 

EARTH,  with  her  ten  thousand  flowers, 
Air,  with  all  its  beams  and  showers, 
Ocean's  infinite  expanse. 
Heaven's  resplendent  countenance ; 
All  around,  and  all  above. 
Hath  this  record — God  is  love. 

2  Sounds  among  the  vales  and  hills, 
In  the  woods  and  by  the  rills, 

Of  the  breeze  and  of  the  bird. 
By  the  gentle  murmur  stirred ; 
All  these  songs,  beneath,  above. 
Have  one  burden — God  is  love. 

3  All  the  hopes  and  fears  that  start 
From  the  fountain  of  the  heart ; 

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GOD: 

All  the  quiet  bliss  that  lies 
In  our  human  sympathies  ; 
These  are  voices  from  above, 
Sweetly  whispering — God  is  love. 

GOD :  IN  PROVIDENCE. 

G2  Grace  and  glory.  L.  M. 

THE  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high 
O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  sky ; 
Though  clouds  and  darkness  vail  his  feet. 
His  dwelling  is  the  mercy-seat. 

2  0  ye  that  love  his  holy  name, 
Hate  every  work  of  sin  and  shame ; 
He  guards  the  souls  of  all  his  friends, 
And  from  the  snares  of  hell  defends. 

3  Immortal  light  and  joys  unknown 
Are  for  the  saints  in  darkness  sown ; 
Those  glorious  seeds  shall  spring  and  rise, 
And  the  bright  harvest  bless  our  eyes. 

4  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record 
The  sacred  honors  of  the  Lord ; 
None  but  the  soul  that  feels  his  grace 
Can  triumph  in  his  holiness. 

63  Ood  in  all.  L.  M. 

THERE  'S  nothing  bright,  above,  below, 
From  flowers  that  bloom  to  stars  that  glow, 
But  in  its  light  my  soul  can  see 
Some  features  of  the  Deity. 

2  There 's  nothing  dark  below,  above. 
But  in  its  gloom  I  trace  thy  love. 
And  meekly  wait  the  moment  when 
Thy  touch  shall  make  all  bright  again. 
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IN  PROVIDENCE. 

3  The  liglit,  the  dark,  where'er  I  look, 
Shall  be  one  pure  and  shining  book. 
Where  I  may  read,  in  words  of  flame, 
The  glories  of  thy  wondrous  name. 

()4:  Be  thou  exalted,  0  my  God.  L.  M. 

MY  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs 
Of  boundless  love  and  grace  unknown, 
Hide  me  beneath  thy  spreading  wings, 
Till  the  dark  cloud  is  overblown. 

2  Up  to  the  heavens  I  send  my  cry, 

The  Lord  will  my  desires  perform ; 
He  sends  his  angels  from  the  sky. 

And  saves  me  from  the  threatening  storm, 

3  My  heart  is  fixed :  my  song  shall  raise 

Immortal  honors  to  thy  name ; 
Awake,  my  tongue,  to  sound  his  praise. 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 

4  High  o'er  earth  his  mercy  reigns. 

And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky; 
His  truth  to  endless  years  remains. 
When  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 

5  Be  thou  exalted,  0  my  God! 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell ; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

G5  Unchanginy  trust.  L.  M 

0  change  of  time  shall  ever  shock 
My  firm  affection,  Lord,  to  thee ; 
For  thou  hast  always  been  my  rock, 
A  fortress  and  defense  to  me. 


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2  Thou  my  deliverer  art,  my  God ; 

My  trust  is  in  thy  mighty  power ; 
Thou  art  my  shield  from  foes  abroad — 
At  home  my  safeguard  and  my  tower. 
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GOD: 

3  To  thee  I  will  address  my  prayer, 
To  whom  all  praise  I  justly  owe  ; 
So  shall  I  by  thy  watchful  care, 

Be  guarded  from  my  treacherous  foe. 

()6  God  ever  near.  L.  M. 

OLOVE  divine,  that  stooped  to  share 
Our  sharpest  pang,  our  bitterest  tear, 
On  thee  is  cast  each  earth-born  care, 
We  smile  at  pain  while  thou  art  near ! 

2  Though  long  the  weary  way  we  tread, 

And  sorrow  crown  each  lingering  year. 
No  path  we  shun,  no  darkness  dread. 

Our  hearts  still  whispering  thou  art  near! 

3  When  drooping  pleasure  turns  to  grief. 

And  trembling  faith  is  changed  to  fear, 
The  murmuring  wind,  the  quivering  leaf. 
Shall  softly  tell  us,  thou  art  near ! 

4  On  thee  we  fling  our  burdening  woe, 

0  love  divine,  for  ever  dear. 
Content  to  suffer  while  we  know. 

Living  and  dying,  thou  art  near! 

(57  Contentment.  L.  M. 

Phil.  4:  11. 

LORD,  how  full  of  sweet  content 
My  years  of  pilgrimage  are  spent ! 
Where'er  I  dwell,  I  dwell  with  thee, 
In  heaven,  in  earth,  or  on  the  sea. 

To  me  remains  nor  place  nor  time ; 
My  country  is  in  every  clime : 

1  can  be  calm  and  free  from  care 
On  any  shore,  since  God  is  there. 

While  place  I  seek,  or  place  I  shun. 
The  soul  finds  happiness  in  none ; 
But  with  my  God  to  guide  my  way, 
'T  is  equal  joy  to  go  or  stay. 
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IN  PROVIDENCE. 

Could  I  be  cast  where  thou  art  not, 
That  were  indeed  a  dreadful  lot ; 
But  regions  none  remote  I  call, 
Secure  of  finding  God  in  all. 

68  Thy  will  he  done.  L.  M.  6  linea 
E  sendeth  sun,  he  sendeth  shower ; 

Alike  they  're  needful  for  the  flower  j 
And  joys  and  tears  alike  are  sent 
To  give  the  soul  fit  nourishment: 
As  comes  to  me  or  cloud  or  sun, 
Father,  thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done ! 
Can  loving  children  e'er  reprove 
With  murmurs  whom  they  trust  and  love  ? 
Creator,  I  would  ever  be 
A  trusting,  loving  child  to  thee : 
As  comes  to  me  or  cloud  or  sun, 
Father,  thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done ! 

0  ne'er  will  I  at  life  repine ! 
Enough  that  thou  hast  made  it  mine ; 
When  fall  the  shadow  cold  of  death, 

1  yet  will  sing,  with  parting  breath — 
As  comes  to  me  or  shade  or  sun. 
Father,  thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done ! 

69  The  wisdom  of  God.  L.  M. 
AIT,  0  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will ; 

Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still ! 
Nor  let  a  murmuring  thought  arise ; 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise. 
He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells. 
Performs  his  work,  the  cause  conceals; 
But,  though  his  methods  are  unknown. 
Judgment  and  truth  support  his  throne. 
In  heaven,  and  earth,  and  air,  and  seas, 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees  ; 
And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confest, 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 
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GOD: 

4  Wait  then,  my  soul,  submissive  wait, 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat; 
And,  'midst  the  terrors  of  his  rod, 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 

70  Psalm  23.  L.  M.  6  lines. 

THE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply. 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye : 
My  noonday  walks  he  shall  attend. 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountains  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads. 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
His  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile ; 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile. 
With  lively  greens  and  herbage  crowned. 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread. 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  0  Lord !  art  with  me  still ; 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dismal  shade. 

71  Who  is  like  unto  thee,  0  Israel  f  L.  M. 

Dcut.  33 :  29. 

WITH  Israel's  God,  who  can  compare  ? 
Or  who,  like  Israel,  happy  are  ? 
0,  people  saved  by  the  Lord, 
He  is  our  shield  and  great  reward. 
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IN  PROVIDENCR 

2  Upheld  by  everlasting  arms, 

We  are  secure  from  foes  and  harms ; 

In  vain  their  plots,  and  false  their  boasts — 

Our  refuge  is  the  Lord  of  hosts ! 

72  -  Psalm  146.  L.  P.  M. 

I'LL  praise  my  Maker  while  I  've  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 
Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last, 
And  immortality  endures. 

2  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God :  he  made  the  sky. 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train. 
His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure : 
He  saves  th'  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor. 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

3  The  Lord  pours  eyesight  on  the  blind ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  fainting  mind. 

He  sends  the  laboring  conscience  peace: 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress. 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  prisoner  sweet  release. 

4  I  '11  praise  him  while  he  gives  me  breath. 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death. 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past. 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

And  immortality  endures. 

73  God  of  Bethel.  C.  M. 
Gen.  20 :  19-22. 

GOD  of  Bethel,  by  whose  hand 
Thy  people  still  are  fed ; 
Wlio  through  this  weary  pilgrimage 
Hast  all  our  fatliers  led — 
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GOD: 

Our  vows,  our  prayers  we  now  present 

Before  thy  throne  of  grace  ; 
God  of  our  fathers,  be  the  God 

Of  their  succeeding  race. 

Through  each  succeeding  path  of  life. 
Our  wandering  footsteps  guide; 

Give  us  each  day  our  daily  bread. 
And  raiment  fit  provide. 

0  spread  thy  covering  wings  around. 

Till  all  our  wanderings  cease, 
And  at  our  Father's  loved  abode 

Our  souls  arrive  in  peace. 

74  ^(^^  th^  trust  of  his  saints.  C.  M. 
THOU  my  light,  my  life,  my  joy. 
My  glory  and  my  all ! 

Unsent  by  thee,  no  good  can  come, 
Nor  evil  can  befall. 

2  Such  are  thy  schemes  of  providence, 

And  methods  of  thy  grace. 
That  I  may  safely  trust  in  thee 
Through  all  this  wilderness. 

3  'T  is  thine  outstretched  and  powerful  arm 

Upholds  me  in  the  way  ; 
And  thy  rich  bounty  well  supplies 
The  wants  of  every  day, 

4  For  such  compassion,  0  my  God  ! 

Ten  thousand  thanks  are  due ; 
For  such  compassion  I  esteem 
Ten  thousand  thanks  too  few. 

75  Our  dwelling  place  in  all  generations.  C  M. 

Psalm  90. 

|UR  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come. 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home ! 
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IN  PROVIDENCE. 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne 

Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure : 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defense  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight 

Are  like  an  evening  gone ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

5  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away ; 

They  fly  forgotten  as  a  dream 

Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

6  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past. 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

76  The  goodness  of  God.  C.  M. 

SWEET  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace. 
My  God,  my  heavenly  King; 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
In  songs  of  gloiy  sing. 

2  God  reigns  on  high,  but  ne'er  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  skies : 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines, 
And  every  want  supplies. 

3  With  longing  eye»  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food. 
Thy  liberal  hand  provides  their  meat. 
And  fills  their  mouths  with  good. 
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GOD: 

4  How  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord! 

How  slow  thine  anger  moves ! 
But  soon  he  sends  his  pardoning  word 
To  cheer  the  souls  he  loves. 

5  Creatures,  with  all  their  endless  race, 

Thy  power  and  praise  proclaim : 
But  saints  that  taste  thy  richer  grace. 
Delight  to  bless  thy  name. 

77  Your  heavenly  Father  feedeth  them.         C.  M 

Matt.  6 :  25-34. 

OWHY  despond  in  life's  dark  vale  ? 
Why  sink  to  fears  a  prey  ? 
Th'  almighty  power  can  never  fail. 
His  love  can  ne'er  decay. 

2  Behold  the  birds  that  wing  the  air. 

Nor  sow  nor  reap  the  grain ; 
Yet  God,  with  all  a  father's  care, 
Relieves  when  they  complain. 

3  Behold  the  lilies  of  the  field : 

They  toil  nor  labor  know ; 
Yet  royal  robes  to  theirs  must  yield, 
In  beauty's  richest  glow. 

4  That  God  who  hears  the  raven's  cry, 

Who  decks  the  lily's  form, 
Will  surely  all  your  wants  supply. 
And  shield  you  in  the  storm. 

5  Seek  first  his  kingdom's  grace  to  share : 

Its  righteousness  pursue : 
And  all  that  needs  your  eaiihly  care 
He  will  bestow  on  you. 

78  Gratitude.  C.  M. 

WHEN  all  thy  mercies,  0  my  God, 
My  rising  soul  surveys. 
Transported  with  the  view  I  'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

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IN  PROVIDENCE. 

2  Unnumbered  comforts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestowed, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flowed. 

3  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

4  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ, 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

E>  Through  every  period  of  my  life 
Thy  goodness  I  '11  pursue ; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

6  Through  all  eternity,  to  thee 
A  joyful  song  I  '11  raise ; 
But  0!  eternity's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise ! 

79  Thy  judgments  are  a  great  deep.  C.  M. 

Psalm  36 :  6. 

GOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 
His  wonders  to  perform ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  on  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  stofm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill. 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs. 
And  works  his  gracious  will. 

3  You  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take ; 

The  clouds  you  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 
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GOD: 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain : 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

80  •     ^y  God^  how  wonderful  thou  art.  C.  M. 

MY  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art. 
Thy  majesty  how  bright ! 
How  glorious  is  thy  mercy-seat. 
In  depths  of  burning  light ! 

2  Yet  I  may  love  thee  too,  0  Lord, 

Almighty  as  thou  art ; 
For  thou  hast  stooped  to  ask  of  me 
The  love  of  my  poor  heart. 

3  No  earthly  father  loves  like  thee. 

No  mother  half  so  mild 
Bears  and  forbears,  as  thou  hast  done 
With  me,  thy  sinful  child. 

4  My  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art. 

Thou  everlasting  Friend ! 
On  thee  I  stay  my  trusting  heart, 
Till  faith  in  vision  end. 

81  The  God  of  my  life.  C.  M 

FATHER  of  mercies  !  God  of  love !     . 
My  Father  and  my  God ! 
I  '11  sing  the  honors  of  thy  name, 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 
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IN  PROVIDENCE. 

2  In  every  period  of  my  life 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  appear; 
Thy  mercies  gild  each  transient  scene, 
And  crown  each  passing  year. 

3  In  all  thy  mercies,  may  my  soul 

A  Father's  bounty  see  ; 
Nor  let  the  gifts-thy  grace  bestows 
Estrange  my  heart  from  thee. 

4  Teach  me,  in  times  of  deep  distress, 

To  own  thy  hand,  0  God! 
And  in  submissive  silence  learn 
The  lessons  of  thy  rod. 

5  Then  may  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 

Redeemed  from  anxious  fear: 
For  death  itself,  my  God,  is  life, 
If  thou  be  with  me  there. 

82  In  the  winds.  C.  M, 

Isaiah  27 :  8. 

GREAT  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame, 
We  own  thy  power  divine ; 
We  hear  thy  breath  in  every  storm 
For  all  the  winds  are  thine. 

2  Wide  as  they  sweep  their  sounding  way, 

They  work  thy  sovereign  will ; 
And,  awed  by  the  majestic  voice, 
Confusion  shall  be  still. 

3  Thy  mercy  tempers  every  blast 

To  them  that  seek  thy  face. 
And  mingles  with  the  tempest's  roar, 
The  whispers  of  thy  grace. 

4  Those  gentle  whispers  let  me  hear. 

Till  all  the  tumult  cease ; 
And  gales  of  paradise  shall  lull 
My  weary  soul  to  peace. 
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GOD: 

83  -His  tender  mercies  are  over  all  his  works.      C.  M 

Psalm  145 :  9. 

THY  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess ; 
Thy  goodness  we  adore : 
A  spring  whose  blessings  never  fail ; 
A  sea  without  a  shore. 

2  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  thy  love  attest 

In  every  golden  ray; 
Love  draws  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
And  love  brings  back  the  day. 

3  Thy  bounty  every  season  crowns 

With  all  the  bliss  it  yields, 
With  joyful  clusters  loads  the  vines. 
With  strengthening  grain  the  fields. 

4  But  chiefly  thy  compassion.  Lord, 

Is  in  the  gospel  seen ; 
There,  like  a  sun,  thy  mercy  shines, 
Without  a  cloud  between. 

5  There,  pardon,  peace,  and  holy  joy, 

Through  Jesus'  name  are  given ; 
He  on  the  cross  was  lifted  high. 
That  we  might  reign  in  heaven. 

84  Seeing  him  who  is  invisible.        C.  M.  6  lines. 

BEYOND,  beyond  that  boundless  sea, 
Above  that  dome  of  sky, 
Further  than  thought  itself  can  flee, 

Thy  dwelling  is  on  high  : 
Yet  dear  the  awful  thought  to  me, 
That  thou,  my  God,  art  nigh ! 

2  Art  nigh,  and  yet  my  laboring  mind 

Feels  after  thee  in  vain, 
Thee  in  these  works  of  power  to  find, 

Or  to  thy  seat  attain. 
Thy  messenger  the  stormy  wind ; 

Thy  path,  the  trackless  main : 


IN  PROVIDENCE. 

3  These  speak  of  thee  with  loud  acclaim ; 

They  thunder  forth  thy  praise, 
The  glorious  honor  of  thy  name, 

The  wonders  of  thy  ways : 
But  thou  art  not  in  tempest  flame 

Nor  in  the  noontide  blaze. 

4  We  hear  thy  voice  when  thunders  roll 

Through  the  wide  fields  of  air ; 
The  waves  obey  thy  dread  control ; 

But  still,  thou  art  not  there : 
Where  shall  I  find  him,  0  my  soul ! 

Who  yet  is  everywhere  ? 

5  0 !  not  in  circling  depth  or  hight, 

But  in  the  conscious  breast. 
Present  to  faith,  though  vailed  from  sight ; 

There  doth  his  Spirit  rest : 
0,  come,  thou  Presence  infinite  ! 

And  make  thy  creature  blest, 

85  Just  and  true  are  thy  ways.  C.  M. 

Rev.  15 :  3, 

SINCE  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time 
God's  watchful  eye  surveys, 
0,  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot, 
Or  to  appoint  our  ways ! 

2  Good  when  he  gives — supremely  good — 

Nor  less  when  he  denies ; 
E'en  crosses,  from  his  sovereign  hand. 
Are  blessings  in  disguise, 

3  Why  should  we  doubt  a  Father's  love 

So  constant  and  so  kind  ? 
To  his  unerring,  gracious  will 
Be  every  wish  resigned. 
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GOD: 

86  God  is  love.  C.  M. 

1  John  4 :  8. 

I  CAN  not  always  trace  the  way 
Where  thou,  almighty  One,  dost  move ; 
But  I  can  always,  always  say, 
That  God  is  love. 

2  When  fear  her  chilling  mantle  flings 

O'er  earth,  my  soul  to  heaven  above, 
As  to  her  native  home,  upsprings ; 
For  God  is  love. 

3  When  mystery  clouds  my  darkened  path, 

I  '11  check  my  dread,  my  doubts  reprove ; 
In  this  my  soul  sweet  comfort  hath, 
That  God  is  love. 

4  0  may  this  truth  my  heart  employ. 

And  every  gloomy  thought  remove  ; 
It  fills  my  soul  with  boundless  joy, 
That  God  is  love ! 

87  Thou  hast  taught  me  from  my  youth.  C.  M. 

Psalm  71. 

ALMIGHTY  Father  of  mankind! 
On  thee  my  hopes  remain ; 
And  when  the  day  of  trouble  comes, 
I  shall  not  trust  in  vain. 

2  In  early  years,  thou  wast  my  guide, 

And  of  my  youth  the  friend ; 

And,  as  my  days  began  with  thee, 

With  thee  my  days  shall  end. 

3  I  know  the  Power  in  whom  I  trust, 

The  arm  on  which  I  lean ; 
He  will  my  Saviour  ever  be. 
Who  has  my  Saviour  been. 

4  Thou  wilt  not  cast  me  off,  when  age 

And  evil  days  descend  ; 
Thou  wilt  not  leave  me  in  despair. 
To  mourn  my  latter  end. 
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m  PROVIDENCE. 

5  Therefore,  in  life  I  '11  trust  in  thee ; 
In  death  I  will  adore  ; 
And  after  death  will  sing  thy  praise, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

88  -^^^  things  are  yours.  C.  M, 

1  Cor.  3  :  21, 

SINCE  God  is  mine,  then  present  things 
And  things  to  come  are  mine  ; 
Yea,  Christ,  his  word,  and  Spirit,  too, 
And  glory  all  divine. 

2  Since  he  is  mine,  then  from  his  love 

He  every  trouble  sends; 
All  things  are  working  for  my  good, 
And  bliss  his  rod  attends. 

3  Since  he  is  mine,  I  need  not  fear 

The  rage  of  earth  and  hell ; 
He  will  support  my  feeble  power, 
Their  utmost  force  repel. 

4  Since  he  is  mine,  let  friends  forsake. 

Let  wealth  and  honors  flee : 
Sure,  he  who  giveth  me  himself. 
Is  more  than  these  to  me. 

5  Since  he  is  mine,  I  '11  boldly  pass 

Through  death's  dark,  lonely  vale : 
He  is  my  comfort  and  my  stay. 
When  heart  and  flesh  shall  fail. 

6  And  now,  0  Lord,  since  thou  art  mine. 

What  can  I  wish  beside  ? 
My  soul  shall  at  the  fountain  live. 
When  all  the  streams  are  dried. 

89  Providence.  C.  M. 

LET  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie 
In  dust  before  the  Lord! 
Whate'er  his  powerful  hand  has  formed. 
He  governs  with  a  word. 
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GOD: 

2  Ten  thousand  ages  ere  the  skies 

Were  into  motion  brought, 
All  the  long  years  and  worlds  to  come 
Stood  present  to  his  thought. 

3  There 's  not  a  sparrow,  or  a  worm, 

O'erlooked  in  his  decrees : 
He  raises  monarchs  to  a  throne, 
Or  sinks  with  equal  ease. 

4  If  light  attend  the  course  I  go, 

'T  is  he  provides  the  rays  ; 
And  't  is  his  hand  that  hides  the  sun, 
If  darkness  cloud  my  days. 

5  Trusting  his  wisdom  and  his  love, 

I  would  not  wish  to  know 
What,  in  the  book  of  his  decrees, 
Awaits  me  here  below. 

6  Be  this  alone  my  fervent  prayer : 

Whate'er  my  lot  may  be, 
Or  joys,  or  sorrows — may  they  form 
My  soul  for  heaven  and  thee ! 

90  Majesty  of  God.  C.  M. 

Psalm  18. 

THE  Lord  descended  from  above 
And  bowed  the  heavens  most  high, 
And  underneath  his  feet  he  cast 
The  darkness  of  the  sky. 

2  On  cherubim  and  seraphim 

Full  royally  he  rode ; 
And  on  the  wings  of  mighty  winds. 
Came  flying  all  abroad. 

3  He  sat  serene  upon  the  floods, 

Their  fury  to  restrain ; 
And  he,  as  sovereign  Lord  and  King, 
For  evermore  shall  reign. 
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IN  PROVIDENCE. 

91  Now  we  know  in  fart.  S.  M. 

1  Cor.  13 :  12. 

THY  way  is  in  the  sea ; 
Thy  paths  we  can  not  trace ; 
Nor  solve,  0  Lord,  the  mystery 
Of  thy  unbounded  grace. 

2  Here  the  dark  vails  of  sense 

Our  captive  souls  surround; 
Mysterious  deeps  of  providence 
Our  wandering  thoughts  confound. 

3  As  through  a  glass  w?  see 

The  wonders  of  thy  love ; 
How  little  do  we  know  of  thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above. 

4  In  part  we  know  thy  will, 

And  bless  thee  for  the  sight ; 
Soon  will  thy  love  the  rest  reveal 
In  glory's  clearer  light. 

5  With  joy  shall  we  survey 

Thy  providence  and  grace ; 

And  spend  an  everlasting  day 

In  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

92  H^  careth  for  you.  S.  M. 

1  Peter  5 :  7. 

HOW  gentle  God's  commands ! 
How  kind  his  precepts  are  ! 
Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care. 

2  His  bounty  will  provide. 

His  saints  securely  dwell ; 
That  hand  which  bears  creation  up. 
Shall  guard  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 

Press  down  your  weary  mind  ? 
0,  seek  your  heavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  peace  and  comfort  find. 
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4  His  goodness  stands  approved, 
Unchanged  from  day  to  day; 
I  '11  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet, 
And  bear  a  song  away. 


0 


93  Praise  for  mercies.  S.  M. 

BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul! 
Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 

2  0  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulness. 
And  without  praises  die. 

3  'T  is  he  forgives  thy  sins ; 

'T  is  he  relieves  thy  pain ; 
'T  is  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  gives  thee  strength  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love. 

When  rescued  from  the  grave ; 
He  that  redeemed  our  souls  from  death. 
Hath  boundless  power  to  save. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good ; 

He  gives  the  suJBferers  rest: 
The  Lord  hath  justice  for  the  proud, 
And  mercy  for  the  oppressed. 

6  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 

He  made  by  Moses  known ; 
But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
By  his  beloved  Son. 

94  Psalm  23.  S.  M. 

THE  Lord  my  shepherd  is ; 
I  shall  be  well  supplied : 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his. 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 
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IN  PROVIDENCR 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pasture  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim. 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way. 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  can  not  yield  to  fear; 
Tho'  I  should  walk  thro'  death's  dark  shade, 
My  shepherd's  with  me  there. 


95  -SVs  mercy  endurethfor  ever.  S.  M. 

Psalm  103. 


I^/TY  soul,  repeat  his  praise 


Whose  mercies  are  so  great; 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise. 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 

i\.bove  the  ground  we  tread. 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

3  His  power  subdues  our  sins. 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

4  The  pity  of  the  Lord, 

To  those  that  fear  his  name, 
Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel : 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

6  Our  days  are  as  the  grass. 

Or  like  the  morning  flower: 
If  one  sharp  blast  sweeps  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 
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GOD: 

6  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 
To  endless  years  endure; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 

96  The  fountain.  S.  M 

GOD  is  the  fountain  whence 
Ten  thousand  blessings  flow ; 
To  him  my  life,  my  health,  and  friends, 
And  every  good,  I  owe. 

2  The  comforts  he  affords 

Are  neither  few  nor  small ; 
He  is  the  source  of  fresh  delights, 
My  portion  and  my  all. 

3  He  fills  my  heart  with  joy. 

My  lips  attunes  for  praise ; 
And  to  his  glory  I  '11  devote 
The  remnant  of  my  days. 

97  Psalm  136.  7s,  double. 

LET  us  with  a  joyful  mind 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure. 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 
Let  us  sound  his  name  abroad. 
For  of  gods  he  is  the  God 
Who  by  wisdom  did  create 
Heaven's  expanse  and  all  its  state ; 

2  Did  the  solid  earth  ordain 
How  to  rise  above  the  main ; 
Who,  by  his  commanding  might. 
Filled  the  new-made  world  with  light ; 
Caused  the  golden-tress6d  sun 
All  the  day  his  course  to  run ; 
And  the  moon  to  shine  by  night, 
'Mid  her  spangled  sisters  bright. 
60 


IN  PROVIDENCE. 

3  All  his  creatures  God  doth  feed, 
His  full  hand  supplies  their  need; 
Let  us  therefore  warble  forth 
His  high  majesty  and  worth. 
He  his  mansion  hath  on  high, 
'Bove  the  reach  of  mortal  eye ; 
And  his  mercies  shall  endure. 
Ever  faithful,  ever^ure. 

98  Thou  art  my  hiding  place.  P.  M. 

Psalm  32 :  7. 

TO  thee,  0  God!  to  thee, 
With  lowly  heart  I  bend; 
Lord,  to  my  prayer  attend, 
And  haste  to  succor  me, 

Thou  never-failing  friend! 
For  seas  of  trouble  o'er  me  roll. 
And  'whelm  with  tears  my  sinking  soul. 
2  On  thee,  0  God !  on  thee, 

With  humble  hope  I'll  lean; 
Thou  who  hast  ever  been 
A  hiding  place  to  me 

In  many  a  troubled  scene ; 
Whose  heart,  with  love  and  mercy  fraught. 
Back  to  the  fold  thy  wanderer,  brought. 

99  The  elder  brother.  8s  &  7s. 
ES,  for  me,  for  me  he  careth 

With  a  brother's  tender  care; 
Yes,  with  me,  with  me  he  shareth 

Every  burden,  ever  fear. 
Yes,  o'er  me,  o'er  me  he  watcheth. 

Ceaseless  watcheth,  night  and  day; 
Yes,  e'en  me,  e'en  me  he  snatcheth 

From  the  perils  of  the  way. 
Yes,  for  me  he  standeth  pleading 

At  the  mercy-seat  above ; 
Ever  for  me  interceding, 

Constant  in  untiring  love. 
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Y^ 


GOD: 

4  Yes,  in  me  abroad  he  sheddeth 

Joys  unearthly,  love  and  light ; 
And  to  cover  me  he  spreadeth 
His  paternal  wing  of  might. 

5  Yes,  in  me,  in  me  he  dwelleth ; 

I  in  him,  and  he  in  me ! 
And  my  empty  soul  he  filleth. 
Here  and  through  eternity. 

6  Thus  I  wait  for  his  returning, 

Singing  all  the  way  to  heaven : 
Such  the  joyful  song  of  morning 
Such  the  tranquil  song  of  even. 

100  Jehovah  jireh.  ]  Os  &  1 1  s. 

Gen.  22:  14. 

THOUGH  troubles  assail,  and  dangers  affri^^ht, 
Though  friends  should  all  fail,  and  foes  all  unite, 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us,  whatever  betide, 
The  scripture  assures  us,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

2  The  birds  without  barn  or  storehouse  are  fed  ; 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  trust  for  our  bread  : 
His  saints  what  is  fitting  shall  ne'er  bo  denied, 
So  long  as  't  is  written,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

3  We  may,  like  the  ships,  by  tempests  be  tossed 
On  perilous  deeps,  but  can  not  be  lost : 
Though  Satan  enrages  the  wind  and  the  tide, 
The  promise  engages.  The  Lord  will  provide. 

4  His  call  we  obej^,  like  Abrah'm  of  old, 

Not  knowing  our  way,  but  faith  makes  us  bold  : 
For  though  we  are  strangers,  we  have  a  good  guide, 
And  trust,  in  all  dangers,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

5  No  strength  of  our  own,  or  goodness,  we  claim  ; 
But  since  we  have  known  the  Saviour's  great  name, 
In  this  our  strong  tower  for  safety  we  hide — 

The  Lord  is  our  power — The  Lord  will  provide. 

C)  When  life  sinks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view, 
The  word  of  his  grace  shall  comfort  us  through  : 
Not  fearing  or  doubting,  with  Christ  on  our  side. 
We  hope  to  die  shouting.  The  Lord  will  provide. 

62 


IN  PROVIDENCE. 

101  Praise  the  King  of  heaven.  8s  &  7s. 

PRAISE,  my  soul,  the  King  of  heaven ; 
To  his  feet  thy  tribute  bring ; 
Ransomed,  healed,  restored,  forgiven, 
Who  like  me  his  praise  should  sing  ? 

Praise  him !  praise  him ! 
Praise  the  everlasting  King! 

2  Praise  him  for  his  grace  and  favor 

To  our  fathers  in  distress ; 
Praise  him,  still  the  same  for  ever : 
Slow  to  chide,  and  swift  to  bless ; 

Praise  him  !  praise  him  ! 
Glorious  in  his"  faithfulness  ! 

3  Father-like  he  tends  and  spares  us ; 

Well  our  feeble  frame  he  knows ; 
In  his  hands  he  gently  bears  us — 
Rescues  us  from  all  our  foes ; 

Praise  him !  praise  him ! 
Widely  as  his  mercy  flows ! 

4  Angels,  help  us  to  adore  him : 

Ye  behold  him  face  to  face ; 
Sun  and  moon,  bow  down  before  him ; 
Dwellers  all  in  time  and  space. 

Praise  him !  praise  him ! 
Praise  with  us  the  God  of  grace  ! 

102  God  glorious.  lOs  &  lis. 

0  WORSHIP  the  King  all-glorious  above, 
,  And  gratefully  sing  his  wonderful  love — 
Our  shield  and  defender,  the  ancient  of  dsxys, 
Pavilioned  in  splendor  and  girded  with  praise. 

2  O  tell  of  his  might,  and  sing  of  his  grace, 
Whose  robe  is  the  light,  whose  canopy  space ; 

His  chariots  of  wrath  the  deep  thunder-clouds  form, 
And  dark  is  his  path  on  the  wings  of  the  storm. 

3  Thy  bountiful  care  what  tongue  can  recite? 
It  breathes  in  the  air,  it  shines  in  the  light, 

It  streams  from  the  hills,  it  descends  to  the  plain, 
And  sweetly  distills  in  the  dew  and  the  rain. 

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GOD: 

4  Frail  children  of  dust,  and  feeble  as  frail, 
In  thee  do  we  trust,  nor  find  thee  to  fail, 
Thy  mercies  how  tender!  how  firm  to  the  end, 
Our  Maker,  Defender,  Preserver,  and  Friend. 

5  O  Father  Almighty,  how  faithful  thy  love  ! 
While  angels  delight  to  hymn  thee  above, 
The  humbler  creation,  though  feeble  their  lays, 
With  true  adoration  shall  lisp  to  thy  praise. 

103  Psalm  23.  lls 

THE  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  no  want  shall  I  know; 
I  feed  in  green  pastures,  safe  folded  I  rest; 
He  leadeth  my  soul  where  the  still  waters  flow, 
Restores  me  when  wandering,  redeems  when  opprest. 

2  Through  the  valley  and  shadow  of  death  tho'  I  stray, 
Since  thou  art  my  guardian,  no  evil  I  fear; 

Thy  rod  shall  defend  me,  thy  staff  be  my  stay  ; 
No  harm  can  befall,  with  my  comforter  near. 

3  In  the  midst  of  affliction  my  table  is  spread; 
With  blessings  unmeasured  my  cup  runneth  o'er; 

With  perfume  and  oil  thou  anointest  my  head ; 
O  what  shall  I  ask  of  thy  providence  more  ? 

4  Let  goodness  and  mercy,  my  bountiful  God  I 
Still  follow  my  steps  till  I  meet  thee  above ; 

1  seek,  by  the  path  which  my  forefathers  trod,      [love. 

Through  the  land  of  their  sojourn,  thy  kingdom  of 

104:  Fear  not,  little  flock.  9s  &  6s 

Luke  12  :  32. 

YES !  our  Shepherd  leads  with  gentle  hand, 
Through  the  dark  pilgrim-land, 
His  flock,  so  dearly  bought, 
So  long  and  fondly  sought. 
Hallelujah ! 

2  When  in  clouds  and  mist  the  weak  ones  stray. 
He  shows  again  the  way. 

And  points  to  them  afar 
A  bright  and  guiding  star. 

Hallelujah ! 
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IN   REDEMPTION. 

3  Tenderly  he  watches  from  on  high 
With  an  unwearied  eye ; 

He  comforts  and  sustains, 
In  all  their  fears  and  pains. 
Hallelujah ! 

4  Through  the  parched,  dreary  desert  he  will  guide 
To  the  green  fountain-side : 

Through  the  dark,  stormy  night. 
To  a  calm  land  of  light. 

Hallelujah ! 

5  Yes !  his  "  little  flock  "  are  ne'er  forgot ; 
His  mercy  changes  not: 

Our  home  is  safe  above. 
Within  his  arms  of  love. 

Hallelujah ! 

IN  REDEMPTION. 
105  God  only  wise.  L.  M. 

AWAKE,  my  tongue ;  thy  tribute  bring 
To  him  who  gave  thee  power  to  sing; 
Praise  him  who  is  all  praise  above. 
The  source  of  wisdom  and  of  love. 

2  How  vast  his  knowledge !  how  profound ! 

A  depth  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned ; 
The  stars  he  numbers,  and  their  names 
He  gives  to  all  those  heavenly  flames. 

3  Through  each  bright  world  above,  behold 
Ten  thousand  thousand  charms  unfold ; 
Earth,  air,  and  mighty  seas  combine 

To  speak  his  wisdom  all  divine. 

4  But  in  redemption,  0  what  grace ! 

Its  wonders,  0,  what  thought  can  trace ! 
Here,  wisdom  shines  for  ever  bright ; 
Praise  him,  my  soul,  with  sweet  delight. 
6  65 


GOD: 

106  Grace.  L.  M. 

MY  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace! 
Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  springs ; 
The  sons  of  Adam  in  distress, 
Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

2  Life,  like  a  fountain  rich  and  free. 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  my  Lord, 
And  in  thy  light  our  souls  shall  see 
The  glories  promised  in  thy  word. 

107  Creation  and  redemption.  L.  M. 

GIVE  to  our  God  immortal  praise ; 
Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong ; 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

2  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown, 
The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown : 
His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  lords  and  kings  are  known  no  more. 

3  He  built  the  earth,  he  spread  the  sky, 
And  fixed  the  starry  lights  on  high : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong ; 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

4  He  fills  the  sun  with  morning  light, 
He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night: 
His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  suns  and  moons  shall  shine  no  more. 

5  He  sent  his  Son  with  power  to  save 
From  guilt,  and  darkness,  and  the  grave : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  Go.d  belong; 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

6  Through  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heavenly  seat: 

His  mercies  ever  shall  endure. 

When  this  vain  world  shall  be  no  more. 


IN  EEDEMPTION. 

108  ^e  reconciliation.  L.  M. 

OLOVE,  beyond  conception  great, 
That  formed  the  vast,  stupendous  plan, 
Where  all  divine  perfections  meet 
To  reconcile  rebellious  man : 

2  There  wisdom  shines  in  fullest  blaze. 

And  justice  all  her  right  maintains — 
"    Astonished  angels  stoop  to  gaze, 

While  mercy  o'er  the  guilty  reigns. 

3  Yes,  mercy  reigns,  and  justice  too; 

In  Christ  they  both  harmonious  meet; 
He  paid  to  justice  all  her  due; 
And  now  he  fills  the  mercy-seat. 

109  What  is  man  ?  L.  M. 

Psalm  8. 

LORD,  what  is  man  ?    Extremes  how  wide 
In  this  mysterious  nature  join! 
The  flesh  to  worms  and  dust  allied, 
The  soul  immortal  and  divine. 

2  Divine  at  first,  a  holy  flame 

Kindled  by  heaven's  inspiring  breath ; 
Till  sin,  with  power  prevailing,  came ; 

Then  followed  darkness,  shame  and  death. 

3  But  Jesus,  0  amazing  grace ! 

Assumed  our  nature  as  his  own. 
Obeyed  and  suffered  in  our  place. 
Then  took  it  with  him  to  his  throne. 

4  Now,  what  is  man,  when  grace  reveals, 

The  virtue  of  a  Saviour's  blood  ? 
Again  a  life  divine  he  feels. 

Despises  earth  and  walks  with  God. 

5  And  what,  in  yonder  realms  above, 

Is  ransomed  man  ordained  to  be ! 
With  honor,  holiness,  and  love. 
No  seraph  more  adorned  than  he. 
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GOD: 

6  Nearest  the  throne,  and  first  in  song, 
Man  shall  his  hallelujahs  raise; 
While  wondering  angels  round  him  throng 
And  swell  the  chorus  of  his  praise. 

110  Love — that  passeth  knowledge.  L.  M 

OLOVE  of  God,  how  strong  and  true ! 
Eternal  and  yet  ever  new : 
Above  all  price,  and  still  unbought; 
Beyond  all  knowledge  and  all  thought. 

2  0,  wide-embracing,  wondrous  love. 
We  read  thee  in  the  sky  above ; 
We  read  thee  in  the  earth  below, 

In  seas  that  swell  and  streams  that  flow. 

3  We  read  thee  best  in  him  who  came 
To  bear  for  us  the  cross  of  shame ; 
Sent  by  the  Father  from  on  high. 
Our  life  to  live,  our  death  to  die. 

4  0  love  of  God,  our  shield  and  stay 
Through  all  the  perils  of  the  way ; 
Eternal  love,  in  thee  we  rest, 

For  ever  safe,  for  ever  blest. 

111  Nature  and  grace.  C.  M. 

EATHER!  how  wide  thy  glory  shines! 
How  high  thy  wonders  rise ! 
Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand  signs. 
By  thousand  through  the  skies. 

2  Those  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  power, 

Their  motions  speak  thy  skill ; 
And  on  the  wings  of  every  hour, 
We  read  thy  patience  still. 

3  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 

To  save  rebellious  worms, 
Where  justice  and  compassion  join 
In  their  divinest  forms,     • 
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IN  REDEMPTION". 

4  Our  thoughts  are  lost  in  reverent  awe, 

We  love  and  we  adore ; 
The  brightest  angel  never  saw 
So  much  of  God  before. 

5  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known ; 

But  thought  can  never  trace 
Which  of  the  glories  brighter  shine, 
The  justice,  or  the  grace. 

6  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heavenly  plains : 
Bright  seraphs  learn  Immanuel's  name. 
And  try  their  choicest  strains. 

7  0 !  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  song ; 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart. 
And  love  command  my  tongue. 

112        Heaven  and  earth  are  full  of  his  glory.       C.  M. 

ETERNAL  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise ; 
Thee  all  thy  creatures  sing: 
While  with  thy  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas. 
And  heaven's  high  palace,  ring. 

2  Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  spread  the  sky ; 

How  glorious  to  behold ! 
Tinged  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
And  decked  with  sparkling  gold. 

3  xVlmighty  power,  and  equal  skill, 

Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad, 
Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill. 
And  speak  the  builder,  God. 

4  But  still  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 

Our  warmer  passions  move ; 
Here  we  behold  our  Saviour's  face, 
And  here  adore  his  love. 
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GOD: 

113  God  is  love.  C.  M. 

COME,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord, 
And  raise  your  souls  above ; 
Let  every  heart  and  voice  accord 
To  sing  that — God  is  love. 

2  This  precious  truth  his  word  declares, 

And  all  his  mercies  prove ; 
While  Christ,  th'  atoning  Lamb,  appears, 
To  show  that — God  is  love. 

3  Behold  his  loving-kindness  waits 

For  those  who  from  him  rove, 
And  calls  for  mercy  reach  their  hearts. 
To  teach  them — God  is  love. 

4  0!  may  we  all,  while  here  below. 

This  best  of  blessings  prove ; 
Till  warmer  hearts,  in  brighter  worlds, 
Shall  shout  that^ — God  is  love. 

114  No  joy  without  God.  CM. 

Psalm  73. 

GOD !  my  supporter  and  my  hope. 
My  help  for  ever  near. 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up 
When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels.  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet 

Through  this  dark  wilderness ; 
Thy  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat. 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heaven  without  my  God, 

'T  would  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 
And  while  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint  ? 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock. 
The  strength  of  every  saint. 
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IN  REDEMPTION. 

115  Jehovah  my  strength.  8s,  7s  &  4. 

GUIDE  me,  0  thou  great  Jehovah, 
Pilgrim  through  this  barren  laudj 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty, 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand ; 

Bread  of  heaven. 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  thou  the  crystal  fountain 

Whence  the  healing  waters  flow; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar. 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through ; 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  the  swelling  stream  divide ; 
Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side! 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

116  God  is  light  and  love.  8s  &  7s. 

GOD  is  love ;  his  mercy  brightens 
All  the  path  in  which  we  move ! 
Bliss  he  grants,  and  woe  he  lightens; 
God  is  light,  and  God  is  love. 

2  Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever; 

Worlds  decay  and  ages  move ; 
But  his  mercy  waneth  never; 
God  is  light,  and  God  is  love. 

3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth, 
j         His  unchanging  goodness  proves; 

From  the  cloud  his  brightness  streameth ; 
God  is  light,  and  God  is  love. 

4  He  our  earthly  cares  entwineth 

With  his  comforts  from  above; 
Everywhere  his  glory  shineth ; 
God  is  light,  and  God  is  love. 
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CHRIST : 

CHRIST:  THE  NATIVITY. 

117  Luke'Z:  11.  L.  M. 

WHEN  Jordan  hushed  his  waters  still, 
And  silenca  slept  on  Zion's  hill, 
When  Bethlehem's  shepherds,  thro'  the  night, 
Watched  o'er  their  flocks  by  starry  light — 

2  Hark !  from  the  midnight  hills  around, 
A  voice  of  more  than  mortal  sound. 
In  distant  hallelujahs  stole, 

Wild  murmuring  o'er  the  raptured  soul. 

3  On  wheels  of  light,  on  wings  of  flame, 
The  glorious  hosts  of  Zion  came; 

High  heaven  with  songs  of  triumph  rung, 
While  thus  they  struck  their  harps  and  sung : 

4  "  0  Zion,  lift  thy  raptured  eye ; 
The  long-expected  hour  is  nigh; 
The  joys  of  nature  rise  again ; 

The  Prince  of  Salem  comes  to  reign. 

5  "  See,  Mercy,  from  her  golden  urn. 
Pours  a  rich  stream  to  them  that  mourn ; 
Behold,  she  binds  with  tender  care 

The  bleeding  bosom  of  despair. 

6  "  He  comes  to  cheer  the  trembling  heart : 
Bids  Satan  and  his  host  depart; 

Again  the  day-star  gilds  the  gloom. 
Again  the  bowers  of  Eden  bloom." 

118  Genesis '6:  15.  L.M. 

BEHOLD  the  woman's  promised  seed ! 
Behold  the  great  Messiah  come ! 
Behold  the  prophets  all  agreed 
To  give  him  the  superior  room ! 
2  Abrah'm,  the  saint,  rejoiced  of  old. 
When  visions  of  the  Lord  he  saw ; 
Moses,  the  man  of  God,  foretold 
This  great  fulfiller  of  his  law. 
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THE  NATIVITY. 

3  The  types  bore  witness  to  his  name, 

Obtained  their  chief  design,  and  ceased — 
The  incense  and  the  bleeding  lamb. 
The  ark,  the  altar,  and  the  priest. 

4  Predictions  in  abundance  join 

To  pour  their  witness  on  his  head : 
Jesus,  we  bow  before  thy  throne, 
And  own  thee  as  the  promised  seed. 

HYMN   FOR   CHRISTMAS. 
119  Glory  to  God — good  will  to  men.       C.  H.  M. 

IN  hymns  of  praise,  eternal  God, 
When  thy  creating  hand 
Stretched  the  blue  arch  of  heaven  abroad, 

And  meted  sea  and  land. 
The  morning  stars  together  sung. 
And  shouts  of  joy  from  angels  rung. 

2  Than  earth's  prime  hour,  more  joyous  far 

Was  the  eventful  morn. 
When  the  bright  beam  of  Bethlehem's  star 

Announced  a  Saviour  born ! 
Then  sweeter  strains  from  heaven  began 
"  Glory  to  God — ^good  will  to  man." 

3  Babe  of  the  manger!  can  it  be? 

Art  thou  the  Son  of  God  ? 
Shall  subject  nations  bow  the  knee, 

And  kings  obey  thy  nod? 
Shall  thrones  and  monarchs  prostrate  fall 
Before  the  tenant  of  a  stall  ? 

4  'T  is  he !  the  hymning  seraphs  cry, 

While  hovering  drawn  to  earth ; 
'Tis  he,  the  shepherds'  songs  reply; 

Hail !  hail !  Immanuel's  birth  ; 
The  rod  of  peace  those  hands  shall  bear, 
That  brow  a  crown  of  glory  wear! 
7  n 


CHRIST: 

5  'T  is  he !  the  eastern  sages  sing, 

And  spread  their  golden  hoard ; 
T  is  he  !  the  hills  of  Zion  ring, 

Hosanna  to  the  Lord  ! 
The  Prince  of  long  prophetic  years 
To-day  in  Bethlehem  appears ! 

120  Song  of  the  angels.  C.  M.  double. 

IT  came  upon  the  midnight  clear, 
That  glorious  song  of  old. 
From  angels  bending  near  the  earth 

To  touch  their  harps  of  gold : 
"Peace  to  the  earth,  good  will  to  men, 

From  heaven's  all-gracious  King ;" 
The  world  in  solemn  stillness  lay 
To  hear  the  angels  sing. 

2  Still  through  the  cloven  skies  they  come 

With  peaceful  wings  unfurled ; 
And  still  their  heavenly  music  floats 

O'er  all  the  weary  world : 
Above  its  sad  and  lowly  plains 

They  bend  on  heavenly  wing, 
And  ever  o'er  its  Babel  sounds 

The  blessed  angels  sing. 

3  Yet  with  the  woes  of  sin  and  strife 

The  world  has  suffered  long ; 
Beneath  the  angel-strain  have  rolled 

Two  thousand  years  of  wrong; 
And  men,  at  war  with  men,  hear  not 

The  love-song  which  they  bring: 
0 !  hush  the  noise,  ye  men  of  strife, 

And  hear  the  angels  sing ! 

4  And  ye,  beneath  life's  crushing  load, 

Whose  forms  are  bending  low. 
Who  toil  along  the  climbing  way 
With  painful  steps  and  slow ; 
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THE  NATIVITY. 

Look  now !  for  glad  and  golden  hours 

Come  swiftly  on  the  wing : 
0 !  rest  beside  the  weary  road, 

And  hear  the  angels  sing! 

5  For  lo !  the  days  are  hastening  on, 

By  prophet-bards  foretold, 
When  with  the  ever-circling  years 

Comes  round  the  age  of  gold ; 
When  peace  shall  over  all  the  earth 

Its  ancient  splendor  fling, 
And  the  whole  world  send  back  the  song 

Which  now  the  angels  sing. 

121  Mortals,  awake.  C.  M. 

MORTALS !  awake,  with  angels  join, 
And  chant  the  solemn  lay; 
Love,  joy,  and  gratitude  combine 
To  hail  the  auspicious  day. 

2  In  heaven  the  rapturous  song  began. 

And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran. 
And  swept  the  sounding  lyre. 

3  The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new 

To  each  angelic  tongue; 
Swift  through  the  realms  of  light  it  flew, 
And  loud  the  echo  rung. 

4  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky 

The  pealing  anthem  ran. 
And  angels  flew  with  eager  joy 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

5  Hark!  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song. 
Peace  and  salvation  swell  the  note 
Of  all  the  heavenly  throng. 
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cnmsT : 

6  With  joy  the  chorus  we  '11  repeat, 

"  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
Good  will  and  peace  are  now  complete — 
Jesus  was  born  to  die  !" 

7  Hail,  Prince  of  life !  for  ever  hail ! 

Redeemer — brother — friend ! 
Though  earth,  and  time,  and  life  shall  fail, 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 

122  Isaiah  9:6.  C.  M. 

TO  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born. 
To  us  a  Son  is  given ; 
Him  shall  the  tribes  of  earth  obey. 
Him,  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

2  His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

For  evermore  adored, 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counsellor, 
The  great  and  mighty  Lord. 

3  His  power,  increasing,  still  shall  spread; 

His  reign  no  end  shall  know ; 
Justice  shall  guard  his  throne  at)Ove, 
And  peace  abound  below. 

123  ^^  day-spring  from  on  high.  C  M 

CALM  on  the  listening  ear  of  night. 
Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
Where  wild  Judea  stretches  far 
Her  silver-mantled  plains. 

2  Celestial  choirs,  from  courts  above, 

Shed  sacred  glories  there,    . 
And  angels,  with  their  sparkling  lyres, 
Make  music  on  the  air. 

3  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine 

Send  back  the  glad  reply ; 
And  greet,  from  all  their  holy  hights, 
The  day-spring  from  on  high. 
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THE  NATIVITY. 

4  O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Gallilee 

There  comes  a  holier  calm, 
And  Sharon  waves,  in  solemn  praise, 
Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 

5  "  Glory  to  God ! "  the  sounding  skies 

Loud  with  their  anthems  ring — 
"Peace  to  the  earth,  good  will  to  men, 
From  heaven's  eternal  King." 

6  Light  on  thy  hill,  Jerusalem ! 

The  Saviour  now  is  born ! 
And  bright  on  Bethlehem's  joyous  plains 
Breaks  the  first  Advent  morn. 

124  The  Advent  C.  M- 

HARK,  the  glad  sound !  the  Saviour  comes ! 
The  Saviour  promised  long! 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne. 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  He  comes,  the  prisoner  to  release 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

3  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray. 
And  on  the  eyeballs  of  the  blind 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

4  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind. 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure. 
And  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace 
To  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

5  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

The  welcome  shall  proclaim. 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

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CHRIST : 

125  Joy  to  the  world.  C.  M. 

JOY  to  the  world ;  the  Lord  is  come ! 
Let  earth  receive  her  King : 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth,  the  Saviour  reigns ! 

Let  men  their  songs  employ ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace. 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness. 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

126  Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem.  7S. 

Luke  2. 

HARK !  the  herald  angels  sing, 
"Glory  to  the  new-born  King! 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild; 
God  and  sinners  reconciled." 

2  Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise ; 
Join  the  triumphs  of  the  skies ; 
With  th'  angelic  host  proclaim, 
"  Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem." 

3  See,  he  lays  his  glory  by ; 

Born  that  man  no  more  may  die ; 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth ; 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth. 

4  Vailed  in  flesh  the  Godhead  see ! 
Hail,  th'  incarnate  Deity ! 
Pleased  as  man  with  man  to  dwell, 
Jesus,  our  Immanuel ! 

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TUE  NATIVITY. 

5  Hail,  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  Peace! 
Hail,  the  Son  of  Righteousness  ! 
Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings. 

Risen  with  healing  in  his  wings. 

6  Let  us  then  with  angels  sing, 
"Glory  to  the  new-born  King! 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild ; 
God  and  sinners  reconciled !" 

127  The  wonderful.  7s 

BRIGHT  and  joyful  was  the  morn 
When  to  us  a  child  was  born ; 
From  the  highest  realms  of  heaven 
Unto  us  a  Son  was  given. 

2  On  his  shoulder  he  shall  bear 
Power  and  majesty — and  wear 
On  his  vesture  and  his  thigh 
Names  most  awful — names  most  high. 

3  Wonderful  in  counsel  he, 
Christ  th'  incarnate  Deity; 
Sire  of  ages  ne'er  to  cease, 

King  of  kings,  and  Prince  of  Peace. 

4  Come  and  worship  at  his  feet. 
Yield  to  him  the  homage  meet ; 
From  his  manger  to  his  throne, 
Homage  due  to  God  alone. 

128  Watchman,  what  of  the  night !  7s. 

Isaiah  21  :  II. 

WATCHMAN,  tell  us  of  the  night, 
What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Traveler,  o'er  yon  mountain's  hights 
See  that  glory-beaming  star ! 

2  Watchman,  does  its  beauteous  ray 
Aught  of  joy  or  hope  foretell  ? 
Traveler,  yes :  it  brings  the  day, 
Promised  day  of  Israel. 
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CHRIST : 

'3  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night; 
Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Traveler,  blessedness  and  light. 

Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends. 

4  Watchman,  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveler,  ages  are  its  own : 

See !  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth ! 

5  Watchman  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Traveler,  darkness  takes  its  flight, 
Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 

6  Watchman,  let  thy  wandering  cease ; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Traveler,  lo !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Lo !  the  Son  of  God  is  come ! 


129  -^  Bethlehem  hymn.  7s. 

E  has  come!  the  Christ  of  God; 
Left  for  us  his  glad  abode ; 
Stooping  from  his  throne  of  bliss, 
To  this  darksome  wilderness. 


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2  He  has  come — the  Prince  of  Peace- 
Come  to  bid  our  sorrows  cease ; 
Come  to  scatter,  with  his  light. 

All  the  shadows  of  our  night. 

3  He,  the  mighty  King,  has  come ! 
Making  the  poor  earth  his  home 
Come  to  bear  sin's  heavy  load ; 
Son  of  David,  Son  of  God. 

4  He  has  come,  whose  name  of  grace 
Speaks  deliverance  to  our  race ; 
Left  for  us  his  glad  abode ; 

Son  of  Mary,  Son  of  God ! 
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THE  NATIVITY. 

5  Unto  us  a  child  is  born ! 
Ne'er  has  earth  beheld  a  morn 
Numbered  in  the  morns  of  time, 
Half  so  glorious  in  its  prime. 

6  Unto  us  a  Son  is  given  ! 

He  has  come  from  God's  own  heaven 
Bringing  with  him  from  above, 
Holy  peace  and  holy  love. 


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130  Immanuel.  7s. 

I OD  with  us !  0  glorious  name ! 
Let  it  shine  in  endless  fame ; 
God  and  man  in  Christ  unite — 
0  mysterious  depth  and  bight ! 

2  God  with  us !  amazing  love 
Brought  him  from  his  courts  above ; 
Now,  ye  saints,  his  grace  admire, 
Swell  the  song  with  holy  fire. 

3  God  with  us !  0  wondrous  grace ! 
Let  us  see  him  face  to  face ; 
That  we  may  Immanuel  sing. 

As  we  ought,  our  God  and  King. 

131  Silent  night.  P.  M. 

SILENT  night!  hallowed  night! 
Land  and  deep  silent  sleep; 
vSoftly  glitters  bright  Bethlehem's  star, 
Beckoning  Israel's  eye  from  afar 
Where  the  Saviour  is  born. 

2  Silent  night !  hallowed  night ! 
On  the  plain  wakes  the  strain, 
Sung  by  heavenly  harbingers  bright, 
Fraught  with  tidings  of  boundless  delight : 
Christ  the  Saviour  has  come. 
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CHRIST : 

3  Silent  night!  hallowed  night! 
Earth  awake,  silence  break, 
High  your  anthems  of  melody  raise, 
Heaven  and  earth  in  full  chorus  of  praise : 
Peace  for  ever  shall  reign. 

132  Good  tidings  of  great  joy.  H.  M. 

Luke  2. 

HARK!  hark!  the  notes  of  joy 
Roll  o'er  the  heavenly  plains, 
And  seraphs  find  employ 

For  their  sublimest  strains : 
Some  new  delight  in  heaven  is  known ; 
Loud  sound  the  harps  around  the  throne. 

2  Hark !  hark !  the  sound  draws  nigh — 

The  joyful  host  descends ; 
The  Lord  forsakes  the  sky, 

To  earth  his  footsteps  bends : 
He  comes  to  bless  our  fallen  race ; 
He  comes  with  messages  of  grace. 

3  Bear,  bear  the  tidings  round  \ 

Let  every  mortal  know 
What  love  in  God  is  found. 

What  pity  he  can  show: 
Ye  winds  that  blow,  ye  waves  that  roll, 
Bear  the  glad  news  from  pole  to  pole. 

4  Strike,  strike  the  harps  again. 

To  great  Immanuel's  name ! 
Arise,  ye  sons  of  men. 

And  all  his  grace  proclaim : 
Angels  and  men,  wake  every  string, 
'T  is  God  the  Saviour's  praise  we  sing ! 

133  Shepherds^  hail  the  wondrous  stranger.     8s&/S, 
OHEPHERDS!  hail  the  wondrous  stranger, 
O  Now  to  Bethlehem  speed  your  way; 

Lo !  in  yonder  humble  manger, 
Christ,  the  Lord,  is  born  to-day. 
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THE  NATIVITY. 

2  Briglit  the  star  of  your  salvation, 

Pointing  to  his  rude  abode ; 
Rapturous  news  for  every  nation: 
Now,  behold  the  Son  of  God. 

3  Love  eternal  moved  the  Saviour, 

Thus  to  lay  his  radiance  by; 
Blessings  on  the  Lamb  for  ever; 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high. 

134  Chorus  of  the  angels.  8s  &  7s 

Luke  2 :  14. 

HARK !  what  joyful  notes  are  swelling 
On  the  quiet  midnight  air ! 
'Tis  the  voice  of  angels  telling, 
Jesus  comes  our  sins  to  bear! 
Now  the  music,  in  its  gladness. 

Breaks  and  swells,  and  glides  along ! 
Now,  earth,  waking  from  her  sadness. 
Joins  the  chorus  of  the  song! 
Glory  in  the  highest  heaven ! 

Peace  on  earth,  good- will  to  man ! 
Let  all  praise  to  God  be  given. 
For  Redemption's  glorious  plan! 

2  See  all  darkness  disappearing. 

As  the  star  begins  to  rise ! 
Sin  and  death  stand  trembling,  fearing, 

As  the  light  falls  on  their  eyes: 
Now,  again,  the  earth  rejoices, 

Satan's  powerful  kingdom  shakes. 
As,  from  all  the  heavenly  voices. 

Louder  still  the  chorus  breaks! 
Glory  in  the  highest  heaven  !  etc. 

3  Rise  and  shine.  Star  of  Salvation ! 

Spread  thy  beams  o'er  all  the  earth. 
Till  each  distant  land  and  nation 

Owns  and  speaks  thy  matchless  worth ! 
83     . 


CHRIST : 

Till  all  tongues,  thy  praises  singing, 

Shall  thy  mighty  wonders  tell. 
Till  all  heaven  with  joy  is  ringing. 

As  our  hearts  the  chorus  swell: 
Glory  in  the  highest  heaven !  etc. 

4  When  our  days  on  earth  are  ended, 
And  we  rise  to  worlds  above, 
Then  our  songs  shall  all  be  blended 

In  one  song  of  pardoning  love! 
Then  we  '11  tell  the  wondrous  story. 

And  our  blessed  Lord  adore ; 
In  our  home  of  bliss  and  glory 
We  shall  sing  for  evermore ! 
Glory  in  the  highest  heaven ! 

Sound  aloud  the  joyful  strain ! 
Glory  to  the  Lamb  be  given. 
Who  for  sinners  once  was  slain ! 

135         Hark!  what  mean  those  holy  voices?     8s  &  Ts 

HARK !  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 
Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies  ? 
Lo !  th'  angelic  host  rejoices ! 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 

2  Hear  them  tell  the  wondrous  story, 

Hear  them  chant  in  hymns  of  joy — 
"  Glory  to  the  highest,  glory ! 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high  ! 

3  "Peace  on  earth,  good-will  from  heaven. 

Reaching  far  as  man  is  found; 
Souls  redeemed  and  sins  forgiven !" 
Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 

4  "  Christ  is  borri,  the  great  anointed ; 

Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing ; 
0  receive  whom  God  appointed, 

For  your  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King ! 
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THE  NATIVITY. 

5  "  Haste,  ye  mortals,  to  adore  him ; 
Learn  his  name,  and  taste  his  joy ; 
Till  in  heaven  ye  sing  before  him — 
*  Glory  be  to  God  most  high !' " 

136  Christ,  the  Saviour,  born.  8s  &  7s. 

HAIL,  thou  long-expected  Jesus ! 
Born  to  set  thy  people  free ; 
From  our  sins  and  fears  release  us, 
Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee. 

2  Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 

Hope  of  all  the  saints,  thou  art ; 
Longdesired  of  every  nation, 
Joy  of  every  waiting  heart. 

3  Born,  thy  people  to  deliver — 

Born  a  child,  yet  Christ,  our  King — 
Born  to  reign  in  us  for  ever — 
Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring. 

4  By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit. 
Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

137  Come  and  worship.  8s,  7s  &  4. 

ANGELS,  from  the  realms  of  glory. 
Wing  your  flight  o'er  all  the  earth, 
Ye  who  sang  creation's  story. 
Now  proclaim  Messiah's  birth  : 

Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 
2  Shepherds,  in  the  field  abiding. 

Watching  o'er  your  flocks  by  night, 
God  with  man  is  now  residing, 
Yonder  shines  the  infant  light; 

Come  and  worship. 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 
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CHRIST: 

3  Sages,  leave  your  contemplations, 

Brighter  visions  beam  afar ; 
Seek  the  great  desire  of  nations ; 

Ye  have  seen  his  natal  star ! 
Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

4  Saints,  before  the  altar  bending. 

Watching  long  in  hope  and  fear. 
Suddenly,  the  Lord  descending. 

In  his  temple  shall  appear; 
Come  and  worship. 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

138  -Hrti?  the  blest  morn.  lis  &  lOs. 

HAIL  the  blest  morn  !  when  the  great  Mediator 
Down  from  the  regions  of  glory  descends! 
Shepherds,  go  worship  the  babe  in  the  manger; 
Lo  !  for  your  guide  the  bright  angel  attends ! 

CHORUS. 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thy  aid  : 

Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Eedeemer  is  laid. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining, 

Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall : 
Angels  adore  him  in  slumbers  reclining, 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all ! 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Eden,  and  offerings  divine; 
Gems  from  the  mountain,  and  pearls  from  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  fi-om  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the  mine? 

4  Vainly  we  offer  earth's  richest  oblation 

Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favor  secure  ; 
Richer,  by  far,  is  the  heart's  adoration, 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor  I 

139  Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb.  12  s. 

FROM  the  regions  of  love,  lo  !  an  angel  descended. 
And  told  the  strange  news  how  the  babe  was  at- 
tended ; 
Go,  shepherds,  and  visit  the  wonderful  stranger ; 
See  yonder  bright  star  !  there  's  your  Lord  in  a  manger. 

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LIFE  AND  MINISTRY. 

CHORUS 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb  who  has  purchased  our  pardon, 
We  '11  praise  him  again  when  we  pass  over  Jordan  ! 

2  Glad  tidings  I  bring  unto  you  and  each  nation ! 
Glad  tidings  of  joy — ^^now  behold  your  salvation  ; 
Then  suddenly  multitudes  raise  their  glad  voices, 
And  shout  hallelujahs,  while  heaven  rejoices  I 

3  Now  glory  to  God  in  the  highest  be  given. 
All  glory  to  God  is  re-echoed  from  heaven  ; 
Around  the  whole  earth  let  us  tell  the  glad  story, 
And  sing  of  his  love,  his  salvation,  and  glory. 

4  O  Jesus  1  ride  on,  thy  kingdom  is  glorious  ; 

Over  sin,  death,  and  hell,  thou  'It  make  us  victorious  !  . 

Thy  banner  unfurl — let  the  nations  surrender. 

And  own  thee  their  Saviour,  their  Lord  and  Defender ! 

140  Glory  to  God  in  the  highest.  P.  M. 
ARK !  from  the  world  on  high 

Glory  to  God! 

Now  swells  along  the  sky- 
Glory  to  God! 

Songs,  like  sweet  notes  of  praise, 

Pour  forth  in  rapturous  lays, 

As  all  the  voices  raise 
Glory  to  God ! 

2  Hear  how  the  angels  sing 

Glory  to  God! 
Through  all  the  heavens  ring 

Glory  to  God ! 
Now,  let  each  heart  on  earth 
Sing  of  the  Saviour's  birth, 
Telling  his  matchless  worth, 

Glory  to  God! 

LIFE  AND  MINISTRY. 

141  Ilis  teaching.  L,  ]\I. 

HOW  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound 
From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
When  listening  thousands  gathered  round. 
And  joy  and  gladness  fdled  the  place! 
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(JURIST: 

2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke, 

To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way ; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unvailing  an  immortal  day. 

3  "  Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home : 

Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest !" 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come, 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 

142  His  baptism.  L.  M.  6  lines. 

IN  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptist  stands, 
Immersing  the  repenting  Jews ; 
The  Son  of  God  the  rite  demands. 
Nor  dares  the  holy  man  refuse : 
Jesus  descends  beneath  the  wave. 
The  emblem  of  his  future  grave ! 

2  Wonder,  ye  heavens !  your  Maker  lies 

In  deeps  concealed  from  human  view ; 
Ye  saints,  behold  him  sink  and  rise ; 

A  fit  example  this  for  you: 
The  sacred  record,  while  you  read. 
Calls  you  to  imitate  the  deed. 

3  But,  lo !  from  yonder  opening  skies. 

What  beams  of  dazzling  glory  spread ! 
Dove-like  the  Holy  Spirit  flies. 

And  lights  on  the  Redeemer's  head : 
Amazed  they  see  the  power  divine 
Around  the  Saviour's  temples  shine. 

4  But,  hark !  my  soul,  hark,  and  adore ! 

What  sounds  are  those  that  roll  along  ? 
Not  loud,  like  Sinai's  awful  roar; 

But  soft  and  sweet  as  Gabriel's  song: 
"  This  is  my  well-belov6d  Son, 
I  see  well-pleased  what  he  hath  done." 
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LIFE  AND  MINISTKY. 

5  Thus  the  eternal  Father  spoke, 

Who  shakes  creation  with  a  nod, 

Through  parting  skies  the  accents  broke, 
And  bid  us  hear  the  Son  of  God ; 

0  hear  the  awful  word  to-day ; 

Hear,  all  ye  nations,  and  obey ! 

143  Sis  holy  life.  L.  M. 

AND  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love  ? 
Such  let  our  conversation  be : 
The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove — 
Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife 
On  Jesus  let  us  fix  our  eyes. 

Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 

3  0  how  benevolent  and  kind! 

How  mild  !  how  ready  to  forgive ! 
Be  his  the  temper  of  our  mind, 

And  his  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

4  To  do  his  heavenly  Father's  will 

Was  his  employment  and  delight; 
Humility,  and  love,  and  zeal. 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 

5  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came. 

The  labors  of  his  life  were  love — 
0 !  if  we  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
Let  his  divine  example  move. 

6  But  ah !  how  blind,  how  weak  we  are ! 

How  frail,  how  apt  to  turn  aside ! 
Lord,  we  depend  upon  thy  care ; 
0  may  thy  spirit  be  our  guide ! 

7  Thy  fair  example  may  we  trace. 

To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  be; 
Make  us,  by  thy  transforming  grace, 
Lord  Jesus,  daily  more  like  thee. 
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CHEIST  : 

144:         The  meekness  and  gentleness  of  Christ.        L.  JVT. 

2  Cor.  10  :  1. 

How  beauteous  were  the  marks  divine, 
That  in  thy  meekness  used  to  shine ; 
That  lit  thy  lonely  pathway,  trod 
In  wondrous  love,  0  Son  of  God ! 

2  0,  who  like  thee — so  calm,  so  bright, 
So  pure,  so  made  to  live  in  light  ? 

0,  who  like  thee  did  ever  go 

So  patient  through  a  world  of  woe  ? 

3  0,  who  like  thee  so  humbly  bore 
The  scorn,  the  scoffs  of  men,  before  ? 
So  meek,  forgiving,  godlike,  high, 

So  glorious  in  humility  ? 

4  The  bending  angels  stooped  to  see, 
The  lisping  infant  clasp  thy  knee. 
And  smile,  as  in  a  father's  eye. 
Upon  thy  mild  divinity. 

5  And  death,  which  sets  the  prisoner  free, 
Was  pang,  and  scoff,  and  scorn  to  thee; 
Yet  love  through  all  thy  torture  glowed, 
And  mercy  with  thy  life-blood  flowed. 

6  0,  in  thy  light  be  mine  to  go, 
Illuming  all  my  way  of  woe ; 
And  give  me  ever  on  the  road 

To  trace  thy  footsteps,  Son  of  God ! 

145  Sis  miracles.  L.  M. 

BEHOLD  the  blind  their  sight  receive ! 
Behold  the  dead  awake  and  live ! 
The  dumb  speak  wonders,  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name ! 
2  Thus  doth  the  Holy  Spirit  own 
And  seal  the  mission  of  the  Son ; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 

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LIFE  AND  MINISTRY. 

3  He  dies :  the  heavens  in  mourning  stood ; 
He  rises  by  the  power  of  God : 

Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die  ! 

4  Hence  and  for  ever  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart ; 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign. 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine. 

146  His  example.  L.  M. 

ll/nr  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord, 
llj   I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word ; 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal. 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will. 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine ; 

I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew. 
Thy  conflict  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here ; 
Then  God  the  judge  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

14:7  He  so  loved  the  world.  L.  M. 

John  3:  16. 

NOT  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men. 
Did  Christ,  the  Son  of  God,  appear ; 
No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  seen. 
No  flaming  sword,  nor  thunder  there. 
2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 

He  loved  the  race  of  man  so  well, 
He  sent  his  Son  to  bear  our  load 

Of  sins,  and  save  our  souls  from  hell. 
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CHRIST : 

3  Sinners,  believe  the  Saviour's  word ; 
Trust  in  his  mighty  name,  and  live: 
A  thousand  joys  his  lips  afford, 

His  hands  a  thousand  blessings  give. 

148  Sis  poverty.  C.II.M. 

AS  much  have  I  of  worldly  good 
As  e'er  my  Master  had; 
I  diet  on  as  dainty  food, 

And  am  as  richly  clad; 
Though  plain  my  garb,  though  scant  my  hoard, 
As  Mary's  Son  and  nature's  Lord. 

2  The  manger  was  his  infant  bed, 

His  home  the  mountain  cave; 
He  had  not  where  to  lay  his  head — 

He  borrowed  e'en  his  grave ; 
Earth  yielded  him  no  resting-spot ; 
Her  Maker,  but  she  knew  him  not. 

3  As  much  the  world's  good-will  I  share, 

Its  favors  and  applause, 
As  he  whose  blessed  name  I  bear. 

Hated  without  a  cause; 
Despised,  rejected,  mocked  by  pride, 
Betrayed,  forsaken,  crucified. 

4  Why  should  I  court  my  Master's  foe  ? 

Why  should  I  fear  its  frown  ? 
Why  should  I  seek  for  rest  below  ? 

Or  sigh  for  brief  renown  ? 
A  pilgrim  to  a  better  land. 
An  heir  of  joy  at  God's  right  hand. 

14:9  Se  went  about  doing  good.  C.  M. 

Acts  iO  :  38. 

BEHOLD,  where,  in  a  mortal  form, 
Appears  each  grace  divine ; 
The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 
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LIFE  AND  MINISTRY. 

2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light, 

To  give  the  mourner  joy, 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ. 

3  'Midst  keen  reproach,  and  cruel  scorn. 

Patient  and  meek  he  stood ; 
His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life ; 
He  labored  for  their  good. 

4  In  the  last  hour  of  deep  distress, 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
With  soul  resigned,  he  bowed,  and  said, 
"  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done !" 

5  Be  Christ  our  pattern  and  our  guide ; 

His  image  may  we  bear; 
0,  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps. 
His  joy  and  glory  share! 

150  The  man  of  sorrows.  C.  M. 

A  PILGRIM  through  this  lonely  world. 
The  blessed  Saviour  passed ; 
A  mourner  all  his  life  was  he, 
A  dying  Lamb  at  last. 

2  That  tender  heart  which  felt  for  all, 

For  us  its  life-blood  gave ; 
It  found  on  earth  no  resting-place. 
Save  only  in  the  grave  ! 

3  Such  was  our  Lord :  and  shall  we  fear 

The  cross  with  all  its  scorn  ? 
Or  love  a  faithless,  evil  world. 

That  wreathed  his  brow  with  thorn  ? 

4  No;  facing  all  its  frowns  or  smiles. 

Like  him,  obedient  still, 
We  homeward  press,  through  storm  or  calm. 
To  Zion's  bjessed  hill. 
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CHRIST : 

151  Mighty  to  save.  C.  M. 

THE  winds  were  howling  o'er  the  deep ; 
Each  wave  a  watery  hill ; 
The  Saviour  wakened  from  his  sleep; 
He  spake,  and  all  was  still. 

2  The  madman  in  a  tomb  had  made 

His  mansion  of  despair; 
Woe  to  the  traveler  who  strayed, 
With  heedless  footsteps,  there. 

3  He  met  that  glance  so  thrilling  sweet, 

He  heard  those  accents  mild ; 
And,  melting  at  Messiah's  feet. 
Wept  like  a  weaned  child. 

4  0,  madder  than  the  raving  man ! 

0,  deafer  than  the  sea ! 
How  long  the  time  since  Christ  began 
To  call  in  vain  to  me ! 

5  Yet  could  I  hear  him  once  again. 

As  I  have  heard  of  old, 
Methinks  he  should  not  call  in  vain 
His  wanderer  to  the  fold. 

152  -S^-s  unsearchable  riches.  C.  P.  M. 


0 


COULD  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
0  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth. 
Which  in  my  Saviour  shine ; 
I  'd  soar,  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings. 
And  vie  with  Gabriel,  while  he  sings 
In  notes  almost  divine. 

I  'd  sing  the  precious  blood  he  spilt. 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin,  and  wrath  divine; 
I  'd  sing  his  glorious  righteousness. 
In  which  all-perfect,  heavenly  dress, 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 
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LIFE  AND  MmiSTRY. 

3  I  'd  slug  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne ; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would  to  everlasting  days 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 

4  Well,  the  delightful  day  will  come, 
When  my  dear  Lord^will  bring  me  home, 

And  I  shall  see  his  face ; 
Then,  with  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  I  '11  spend. 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 

153  -^  bruised  reed  he  shall  not  break.  lis. 

Matt.  12 :  20. 

TO  the  hall  of  that  feast  came  the  sinfal  and  fair: 
She  heard  in  the  city  that  Jesus  was  there : 
Unheeding  the  splendor  that  blazed  on  the  board, 
She  silently  knelt  at  the  feet  of  her  Lord! 

2  The  hair  on  her  forehead,  so  sad  and  so  meek, 
Hung  dark  on  the  blushes  that  glowed  on  her  cheek ; 
And  so  sad  and  so  lowly  she  knelt  in  her  shame, 

It  seemed  that  her  spirit  had  fled  from  her  frame. 

3  The  frown  and  the  murmur  went  round  thro'  them  all, 
That  one  so  unhallowed  should  tread  in  the  hall; 
And  some  said  the  poor  would  be  objects  more  meet 
For  the  wealth  of  the  perfume  she  showered  on  his  feet. 

4  She  heard  but  her  Saviour — she  spoke  but  in  sighs. 
She  dared  not  look  up  to  the  heaven  of  his  eyes : 

And  the  hot  tears  gashed  forth  at  each  heave  of  her 

breast, 
As  her  lips  to  his  sandals  she  throbbingly  pressed. 

5  In  the  sky,  after  tempest,  as  shineth  the  bow. 
In  the  glance  of  the  sunbeam  as  melteth  the  snow, 
He  looked  on  the  lost  one — her  sins  were  forgiven, 
And  Mary  went  forth  in  the  beauty  of  heaven  1 

154:  Sacred  tears.        10s  &  lis,  peculiar. 

DRAW  near,  he  weary,  bowed,  and  broken-hearted, 
Ye  onward  travelers  to  a  peaceful  bourne ; 
Ye  from  whose  path  the  light  hath  all  departed; 
Ye  who  are  left  in  solitude  to  mourn  ; 

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CHRIST: 

Though  o'er  your  spirits  hath  the  storm-cloud  swept, 
Sacred  are  sorrow's  tears,  since  "Jesus  wept." 

2  The  bright  and  spotless  heir  of  endless  glory, 
Wept  o'er  the  woes  of  those  he  came  to  save ; 

And  angels  wondered  when  they  heard  the  story 

That  he  who  conquered  death  wept  o'er  the  grave; 
For  'twas  not  when  his  lonely  watch  he  kept 
In  dark  Gethsemane,  that  "Jesus  wept." 

3  But  with  the  friends  ho  loved,  whose  hope  had  per- 

ished. 

The  Saviour  stood,  while  through  his  bosom  rushed 
A  tide  of  sympathy  for  those  he  cherished, 

And  from  his  eyes  the  burning  tear-drops  gushed ; 
And  bending  o'er  the  tomb  where  Lazarus  slept, 
In  agony  of  spirit,  "Jesus  wept." 

4  Lo !  Jesus'  power  the  slee})  of  death  hath  broken, 
And  wiped  the  tear  from  sorrow's  drooping  eye! 

Look  up,  ye  mourners,  hear  what  he  hath  spoken : 

"  He  that  believes  on  me,  shall  never  die." 
Through  fuith  and  love  j'our  spirits  shall  be  kept ; 
Hope  brighter  grew  on  earth  when  "  Jesus  wept." 

155  -fle  made  himself  of  no  reputation.      C  M.  D. 

Phil.  2 :  7. 

HE  came  with  his  heavenly  crown, 
His  scepter  clad  with  power; 
His  coming  was  in  feebleness, 

The  infant  of  an  hour; 
An  humble  manger  cradled,  first. 

The  Virgin's  holy  birth, 
And  lowing  herds  surrounded  there 
The  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth. 

2  He  came,  not  in  his  robe  of  wrath. 
With  arm  outstretched  to  slay; 
But  on  the  darkling  paths  of  earth. 

To  pour  celestial  day ; 
To  guide  in  peace  the  wandering  feet, 

The  broken  heart  to  bind. 
And  bear  upon  the  painful  cross. 
The  sins  of  human  kind. 
96 


LIFE  AND  MINISTRY. 

3  And  thou  hast  borne  them,  Saviour  meek ! 

And  therefore  unto  thee, 
In  humbleness  and  gratitude, 

Our  hearts  shall  offered  be ; 
Our  contrite  hearts,  an  offering.  Lord, 

Which  thou  wilt  not  despise, 
Our  souls,  our  bodies,  all  be  thine, 

A  living  sacrifice! 

156  Jesus  wejpt.  8s,7s&7s. 

JESUS  wept!  those  tears  are  over, 
But  his  heart  is  still  the  same ; 
Kinsman,  Friend,  and  Elder  Brother, 

Is  his  everlasting  name. 
Saviour,  who  can  love  like  thee  ? 
Gracious  one  of  Bethany ! 

2  When  the  pangs  of  trial  seize  us. 

When  the  waves  of  sorrow  roll, 
I  will  lay  my  head  on  Jesus — 

Pillow  of  the  troubled  soul. 
Truly,  none  can  feel  like  thee. 
Weeping  one  of  Bethany ! 

3  Jesus  wept,  and  still  in  glory 

He  can  mark  each  mourner's  tear — 
Living  to  retrace  the  story 

Of  the  hearts  he  solaced  here. 
Lord,  when  I  am  called  to  die. 
Let  me  think  of  Bethany ! 

4  Jesus  wept !  that  tear  of  sorrow 

Is  a  legacy  of  love ; 
Yesterday,  to-day,  to-morrow, 

lie  the  same  shall  ever  prove. 
Thou  art  all  in  all  to  me, 
Living  one  of  Bethany ! 
9  97 


CHRIST : 

SUFFERINGS. 

157  Christ  the  sufferer.  L.  M. 

0  SUFFERING  Friend  of  human  kind! 
How,  as  the  fatal  hour  drew  near, 
Came  thronging  on  thy  holy  mind 
The  images  of  grief  and  fear ! 

2  Gethsemane's  sad  midnight  scene, 

The  faithless  friends,  th'  exulting  foes, 
The  thorny  crown,  the  insult  keen, 

The  scourge,  the  cross,  before  thee  rose. 

3  Did  not  thy  spirit  shrink  dismayed. 

As  the  dark  vision  o'er  it  came ; 
And,  though  in  sinless  strength  arrayed. 
Turn,  shuddering,  from  the  death  of  shame  ? 

4  Onward,  like  thee,  through  scorn  and  dread, 

May  we  our  Father's  call  obey. 
Steadfast  thy  path  of  duty  tread. 

And  rise,  through  death,  to  endless  day. 

158  Led  as  a  lamb  to  the  slaughter.  L.  M. 

THE  morning  dawns  upon  the  place 
Where  Jesus  spent  the  night  in  prayer; 
Through  yielding  glooms  behold  his  face ! 
Nor  form,  nor  comeliness  is  there. 

2  Brought  forth  to  judgment,  now  he  stands 

Arraigned,  condemned,  at  Pilate's  bar ; 
Here,  spurned  by  fierce  pretorian  bands ; 
There,  mocked  by  Herod's  men  of  war. 

3  He  bears  their  buffeting  and  scorn — 

Mock-homage  of  the  lip,  the  knee — 
The  purple  robe,  the  crown  of  thorn — 
The  scourge,  the  nail,  the  accursed  tree. 

4  No  guile  within  his  mouth  is  found ; 

He  neither  threatens  nor  complains ; 
Meek  as  a  lamb  for  slaughter  bound, 
Dumb  'mid  his  murderers  he  remains. 
98 


SUFFEKINGS. 

5  But  hark,  he  prays ;  't  is  for  his  foes 

And  speaks :  't  is  comfort  to  his  friends ; 
Answers :  and  paradise  bestows  ; 

He  bows  his  head :  the  conflict  ends. 

159  Th^  midnight  agony.  L.  M. 
'rp  IS  midnight ;  and  on  Olive's  brow^ 

J-   The  star  is  dimmed  that  lately  shone 
'T  is  midnight ;  in  the  garden  now, 
The  suffering  Saviour  prays  alone. 

2  'T  is  midnight ;  and,  from  all  removed, 

The  Saviour  wrestles  lone,  with  fears ; 
E'en  that  disciple  whom  he  loved 

Heeds  not  his  Master's  grief  and  tears. 

3  'T  is  midnight ;  and  for  others'  guilt 

The  man  of  sorrows  w^eeps  in  blood ; 
Yet  he  that  hath  in  anguish  knelt 
Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God. 

4  'T  is  midnight ;  from  the  heavenly  plains 

Is  borne  the  song  that  angels  know ; 
Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains 
That  sweetly  soothe  the  Saviour's  woe. 

160  The  hitter  cup.  C.  M 

DARK  was  the  night,  and  cold  the  ground 
On  which  the  Lord  was  laid : 
His  sweat  like  drops  of  blood  ran  down ; 
In  agony  he  prayed. 

2  "Father,  remove  this  bitter  cup, 

If  such  thy  sacred  will ; 
If  not,  content  to  drink  it  up. 
Thy  pleasure  I  fulfill." 

3  Go  to  the  garden,  sinner:  see 

Those  precious  drops  that  flow ; 
The  heavy  load  he  bore  for  thee : 
For  thee  he  lies  so  low. 
99 


D' 


CHRIST : 

4  Then  learn  of  him  the  cross  to  bear, 
Thy  Father's  will  obey ; 
And,  when  temptations  press  thee  near, 
Awake  to  watch  and  pray. 

161  Se  beheld  the  city,  and  wept  over  it.  S.  M. 

Luke  19 :  41. 

[ID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 
And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry  ? 
Let  tears  of  penitential  grief 

Flow  forth  from  every  eye. 
The  Son  of  God  in  tears. 

The  wondering  angels  see; 
Be  thou  astonished,  0  ray  soul. 

He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 
He  wept  that  we  might  weep, 

Each  sin  demands  a  tear. 
In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found 

And  there 's  no  weeping  there. 

162  ^^^  example  in  suffering,  7s,  6  lines. 
10  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

Ye  that  feel  the  tempter's  power; 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see ; 

Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour : 
Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 
Follow  to  the  judgment  hall : 

View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned ; 
0,  the  wormwood  and  the  gall ! 

0,  the  pangs  his  soul  sustained ! 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss ; 
Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 
Calvary's  mournful  mountain  climb; 

There,  admiring  at  his  feet, 
Mark  that  miracle  of  time, 

God's  own  sacrifice  complete: 
"It  is  finished,"  hoar  him  cry; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 
100 


G* 


SUFFEKINGS. 

1()3  Christ  in  the  garden.  6s  &  5s. 

IVTIGHT  with  ebon  pinion, 
i.1    Brooded  o'er  the  vale ; 
All  around  was  silent, 

Save  the  night-wind's  wail; 
When  Christ  the  man  of  sorrows, 

In  tears,  ^nd  sweat,  and  blood, 
Prostrate  in  the  garden. 

Raised  his  voice  to  God. 

2  Smitten  for  offenses 

Which  were  not  his  own. 
He,  for  our  transgressions, 

Had  to  weep  alone. 
No  friend  with  words  to  comfort, 

Nor  hand  to  help  was  there. 
When  the  meek  and  lowly, 

Humbly  bowed  in  prayer. 

3  Abba,  Father,  Father! 

If  indeed  it  may. 
Let  this  cup  of  anguish. 

Pass  from  me,  I  pray. 
Yet,  if  it  must  be  suffered. 

By  me,  thine  only  Son, 
Abba,  Father,  Father, 

Let  thy  will  be  done. 

164  Gethsemane.  P.  M. 

BEYOND  where  Cedron's  waters  flow, 
Behold  the  suffering  Saviour  go 
To  sad  Gethsemane ; 
His  countenance  is  all  divine. 
Yet  grief  appears  in  every  line. 
2  He  bows  beneath  the  sins  of  men ; 
He  cries  to  God,  and  cries  again. 

In  sad  Gethsemane : 
He  lifts  his  mournful  eyes  above — 
"My  Father,  can  this  cup  remove?" 
101 


CHRIST : 

3  With  gentle  resignation  still, 
He  yielded  to  his  Father's  will 

In  sad  Gethsemane ; 
"  Behold  me  here,  thine  only  Son ; 
And,  Father,  let  thy  will  be  done." 

4  The  Father  heard ;  and  angels,  there. 
Sustained  the  Son  of  God  in  prayer, 

In  sad  Gethsemane : 
He  drank  the  dreadful  cup  of  pain — 
Then  rose  to  life  and  joy  again. 

6  When  storms  of  sorrow  round  us  sweep. 
And  scenes  of  anguish  make  us  weep. 

To  sad  Gethsemane 
We  '11  look,  and  see  the  Saviour  there. 
And  humbly  bow,  like  him,  in  prayer. 

165  -^Qony  in  the  garden.  C.  H.  M. 

HE  knelt ;  the  Saviour  knelt  and  prayed, 
When  but  his  Father's  eye 
Looked,  through  the  lonely  garden  shade. 

On  that  dread  agony ; 
The  Lord  of  high  and  heavenly  birth 
Was  bowed  with  sorrow  unto  death. 

2  The  sun  went  down  in  fearful  hour; 

The  heavens  might  well  grow  dim. 
When  this  mortality  had  power 

Thus  to  o'ershadow  him ; 
That  he  who  came  to  save  might  know 
The  very  depths  of  human  woe. 

3  He  knew  them* all — the  doubt,  the  strife, 

The  faint,  perplexing  dread ; 
The  mists  that  hang  o'er  parting  life 

All  darkened  round  his  head ; 
And  the  Deliverer  knelt  to  pray ; 
Yet  passed  it  not,  that  cup,  away. 
102 


SUFFERINGS. 

4  It  passed  not,  though  the  stormy  wave 

Had  sunk  beneath  his  tread ; 
It  passed  not,  though  to  him  the  grave 

Had  yielded  up  its  dead  ; 
But  there  was  sent  him,  from  on  high, 

A  gift  of  strength,  for  man  to  die. 

5  And  was  his  mortal  hour  beset 

With  anguish  and  dismay  ? 
How  may  we  meet  our  conflict  yet 

In  the  dark,  narrow  way  ? 
How,  but  through  him  that  path  who  trod: 

"  Save,  or  we  perish,  Son  of  God." 

166  Betrayal  S.  H.  M. 

AMONG  the  mountain  trees. 
The  winds  were  whispering  low, 
And  night's  ten  thousand  harmonies 

Were  harmonies  of  woe ; 
A  voice  of  grief  was  on  the  gale, 
It  came  from  Cedron's  gloomy  vale. 

2  It  was  the  Saviour's  prayer 

That  on  the  silence  broke, 
Imploring  strength  from  heaven  to  bear 

The  sin-avenging  stroke. 
As  in  Gethsemane  he  knelt. 
And  pangs  unknown  his  bosom  felt. 

3  The  fitful  starlight  shone 

In  dim  and  misty  gleams. 
Deep  was  his  agonizing  groan. 

And  large  the  vital  streams 
That  trickled  to  the  dewy  sod. 
While  Jesus  raised  his  voice  to  God. 

4  The  chosen  three  that  staid, 

Their  nightly  watch  to  keep. 
Left  him  through  sorrows  deep  to  wade, 
And  gave  themselves  to  sleep : 
103 


CHRIST: 

Meekly  and  sad  he  prayed  alone ; 
Strangely  forgotten  by  his  own. 

6  Along  the  streamlet's  bank 

The  reckless  traitor  came, 
And  heavy  on  his  bosom  sank 

The  load  of  guilt  and  shame ; 
Yet  unto  them  that  waited  nigh 
He  gave  the  Lamb  of  God  to  die. 

6  Among  the  mountain  trees 

The  winds  were  whispering  low, 
And  night's  ten  thousand  harmonies 

Were  harmonies  of  woe; 
For  cruel  voices  filled  the  gale 
That  came  from  Cedron's  gloomy  vale. 

167  Thou  sweet  gliding  Cedron.  lis. 

THOU  sweet  gliding  Cedron,  by  thy  silver  stream 
Our  Saviour  would  linger  in  moonlight's  sofl 
beam: 
And  by  thy  bright  waters  till  midnight  would  stay, 
And  lose  in  thy  murmurs  the  toils  of  the  day. 

CHORUS. 

Come,  saints,  and  adore  him ;  come  bow  at  his  feet ; 
0  give  him  the  glory,  the  praise  that  is  meet; 
Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise, 
And  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdens  the  skies. 

2  How  damp  were  the  vapors  that  fell  on  his  head. 
How  hard  was  his  pillow,  how  humble  his  bed ; 

The  angels  beholding,  amazed  at  the  sight. 
Attended  their  Master  with  solemn  delight. 

3  0  garden  of  Olives !  thou  dear  honored  spot. 
The  fame  of  thy  wonders  shall  ne'er  be  forgot: 

The  theme  most  transporting  to  seraphs  above. 
The  triumph  of  sorrow,  the  triumph  of  love ! 
104 


THE  CKUCIFIXION. 

THE  CRUCIFIXION. 

168  The  hitter  cry.  L.  M. 

FROM  Calvary  a  cry  was  heard — 
A  bitter  and  heart-rending  cry : 
My  Saviour  !  every  mournful  word 
Bespeaks  thy  soul's  deep  agony. 

2  A  horror  of  gi-eat  darkness  fell 

On  thee,  thou  spotless  holy  One ! 
And  all  the  swarming  hosts  of  hell 
Conspired  to  tempt  God's  only  Son. 

3  The  scourge,  the  thorns,  the  deep  disgrace — 

These  thou  couldst  bear,  nor  once  repine ; 
But  when  Jehovah  vailed  his  face, 
Unutterable  pangs  were  thine. 

4  Let  the  dumb  world  its  silence  break ; 

Let  pealing  anthems  rend  the  sky ; 
Awake,  my  sluggish  soul,  awake! 
He  died,  that  we  might  never  die. 

5  Lord !  on  thy  cross  I  fix  mine  eye ; 

If  e'er  I  lose  its  strong  control, 
0  !  let  that  dying,  piercing  cry, 

Melt  and  reclaim  my  wandering  soul. 

169  Looking  to  the  cross.  L.  M. 

OLORD !  when  faith  with  fix^d  eyes 
Beholds  thy  wondrous  sacrifice, 
Love  rises  to  an  ardent  flame, 
And  we  all  other  hope  disclaim. 

2  With  cold  affections  who  can  see 

The  thorns,  the  scourge,  the  nails,  the  tree, 
The  flowing  tears  and  crimson  sweat. 
The  bleeding  hands,  and  head,  and  feet  ? 

3  Jesus,  what  millions  of  our  race 
Have  seen  the  triumphs  of  thy  grace ! 
And  millions  more  to  thee  shall  fly, 
And  on  thy  sacrifice  rely. 

105 


CHRIST : 

4  The  sorrow,  shame,  and  death,  were  thine, 
And  all  the  stores  of  wrath  divine ! 
Ours  are  the  pardon,  life,  and  bliss ; 
What  love  can  be  compared  to  this ! 

170  Herein  is  love !  L.  M. 

1  John  4 :  10. 

HAVE  we  no  tears  to  shed  for  him, 
While  soldiers  scoflf,  and  Jews  deride  ? 
Ah !  look,  how  patiently  he  hangs — 
Jesus,  our  Love,  is  crucified ! 

2  What  was  thy  crime,  my  dearest  Lord  ? 

By  earth,  by  heaven,  thou  hast  been  tried, 
And  guilty  found  of  too  much  love; 
Jesus,  our  Love,  is  crucified! 

3  Found  guilty  of  excess  of  love. 

It  was  thine  own  sweet  will  that  tied 
Thee  tighter  far  than  helpless  nails ; 
Jesus,  our  Love,  is  crucified ! 

4  0  break,  0  break,  hard  heart  of  mine ! 

Thy  weak  self-love  and  guilty  pride 
His  Pilate  and  his  Judas  were ; 
Jesus,  our  Love,  is  crucified ! 

171  Behold  the  Man!  L.  M. 

BEHOLD  the  Man !  how  glorious  he  ! 
Before  his  foes  he  stands  unawed. 
And,  without  wrong  or  blasphemy, 
He  claims  equality  with  God. 

2  Behold  the  Man !  by  all  condemned, 

Assaulted  by  a  host  of  foes ; 
His  person  and  his  claims  contemned : 
A  Man  of  suffering  and  of  woes. 

3  Behold  the  Man  !  he  stands  alone, 

His  foes  are  ready  to  devour ; 
Not  one  of  all  his  friends  will  own 
Their  Master  in  this  trying  hour. 
106 


THE  CRUCIFIXION. 

4  Behold  the  Man !  though  scorned  below, 

He  bears  the  greatest  name  above ; 
The  angels  at  his  footstool  bow, 
And  all  his  royal  claims  approve. 

172  Darkness  and  light.  L.  M. 

HE  dies,  the  friend  of  dinners  dies ! 
Lo!  Salem's  daughters  weep  around! 
A  solemn  darkness  vails  the  skies, 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  Here 's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree ! 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men ! 
But,  lo !  what  sudden  joys  we  see — 
Jesus  the  dead  revives  again ! 

3  The  rising  Lord  forsakes  the  tomb  I 

(The  tomb  in  vain  forbids  his  rise!) 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 

And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies  I 
i  Break  off  your  tears,  you  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  our  great  Deliverer  reigns ; 
Sing  how  he  spoiled  the  hosts  of  hell, 

And  led  the  monster  Death  in  chains. 

5  Say,  "  Live  for  ever,  wondrous  King ! 

Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save!" 
Then  ask  the  monster,  "  Where  's  thy  sting  ? 
And  where  's  thy  victory,  boasting  grave  ?" 

173  Ilis  condescension.  C.  M. 


A 


ND  did  the  holy  and  the  just, 
The  Sovereign  of  the  skies. 


Stoop  down  to  wretchedness  and  dust 
That  guilty  man  might  rise  ? 
2  Yes,  the  Redeemer  left  his  throne, 
His  radiant  throne  on  high ; 
Surpassing  mercy !  love  unknown ! 
To  suffer,  bleed,  and  die. 
107 


CHRIST : 

3  He  took  the  dying  rebel's  place, 

And  suffered  in  our  stead ; 
For  sinful  man,  0  wondrous  grace ! 
For  sinful  man  he  bled ! 

4  0  Lord !  what  heavenly  wonders  dwell 

In  thy  most  precious  blood  ? 
By  this  are  sinners  saved  from  hell. 
And  rebels  brought  to  God. 

174:  Se  conquered  when  lie  fell.  C.  M. 

¥E  sing  the  Saviour's  wondrous  death — 
He  conquered  when  he  fell : 
'T  is  finished,  said  his  dying  breath, 
And  shook  the  gates  of  hell. 

2  'Tis  finished,  our  Immanuel  cries, 

The  dreadful  work  is  done ; 
Hence  shall  his  sovereign  throne  arise, 
His  kingdom  is  begun. 

3  His  cross  a  sure  foundation  laid 

For  glory  and  renown. 
When  through  the  regions  of  the  dead 
He  passed  to  reach  the  crown. 

4  Raise  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues. 

His  praises  to  record; 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  songs 
To  your  victorious  Lord. 

5  Bright  angels,  strike  your  loudest  strings, 

Your  sweetest  voices  raise ; 
Let  heaven  and  all  created  things 
Sound  our  Immanuel's  praise ! 

X75  They  nailed  him  to  the  cross.  G.  M. 

BEHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind 
Nailed  to  the  shameful  tree! 
How  vast  the  love  that  him  inclined 
To  bleed  and  die  for  me ! 

108 


i 


THE  CRUCIFIXON. 


Hark!  how  he  groans,  while  nature  shakes, 
And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend! 

The  temple's  vail  asunder  breaks, 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 

3  'Tis  finished!  now  the  ransom's  paid,  i  I 

"  Receive  my  soul !"  he  cries : 
See — how  he  bows  his  sacred  head! 
He  bows  his  head  and  dies ! 

4  But  soon  from  death  he  '11  rise  again, 

And  in  full  glory  shine ; 
0  Lamb  of  God !  was  ever  pain — 
Was  ever  love  like  thine  ? 

176  The  dying  penitent,  C.  M. 

I      A  S  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung, 
IX  And  groaned,  and  bled,  and  died. 
He  looked  with  pity  on  a  wretch 
That  languished  by  his  side. 

2  The  dying  thief  in  Jesus  saw 

A  majesty  divine ; 
While  scoffing  Jews  around  him  stood. 
And  asked  him  for  a  sign ! 

3  The  kingdom.  Lord,  is  thine,  he  said ; 

'Tis  thine  o'er  men  to  reign: 
Thy  wondrous  works  thy  lordship  prove. 
These  pains  thy  love  proclaim; 

1  Honors  divine  await  thee  soon, 
A  scepter  and  a  crown : 
With  shame  thy  foes  shall  yet  behold 
Thee  seated  on  a  throne. 

'»  Then,  gracious  Lord,  remember  me ! 
Is  not  forgiveness  thine  ? 
My  crimes  have  brought  me  to  thy  side — 
Thy  love  brought  thee  to  mine  1 
109 


0 


CHRIST: 

His  prayer  the  dying  Jesus  hears, 

And  instantly  replies, 
To-day  your  parting  soul  shall  be 

With  me  in  paradise. 

177  Surely  he  hath  home  our  griefs.  7s  &  6s. 

SACRED  head,  now  wounded. 
With  grief  and  shame  weighed  down — 
0  sacred  brow,  surrounded 

With  thorns,  thine  only  crown : 
Once  on  a  throne  of  glory, 

Adorned  with  light  divine  ; 
Now  all  despised  and  gory, 

I  joy  to  call  thee  mine. 
On  me,  as  thou  art  dying, 

0,  turn  thy  pitying  eye ; 
To  thee  for  mercy  crying, 

Before  thy  cross  I  lie. 
Thine,  thine  the  bitter  passion ; 

Thy  pain  is  all  for  me ; 
Mine,  mine  the  deep  transgression; 

My  sins  are  all  on  thee. 
What  language  can  I  borrow 

To  praise  thee,  heavenly  Friend, 
For  all  this  dying  sorrow. 

Of  all  my  woes  the  end  ? 
0,  can  I  leave  thee  ever  ? 

Then  do  not  thou  leave  me ; 
Lord,  let  me  never,  never 

Outlive  my  love  to  thee. 
Be  near  when  I  am  dying ; 

Then  close  beside  me  stand  j 
Let  me,  while  faint  and  sighing, 

Lean  calmly  on  thy  hand: 
These  eyes,  new  faith  receiving. 

From  thee  shall  never  move. 
For  he  who  dies  believing,, 

Dies  safely — in  thy  love. 
110 


H 


TUE  CRUCIFIXION. 

178  It  is  finished.  8s,  7s  &  i 

John  19 :  30. 

ARK !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary ; 
See  !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 
Shakes  the  earth  and  vails  the  sky ! 

It  is  finished! 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

2  It  is  finished  1  0  what  pleasure 

Do  these  precious  words  afibrd  ! 
Heavenly  blessings  without  measure 
Flowio  us  from  Christ  the  Lord ; 

It  is  finished ! 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Finished  all  the  types  and  shadows 

Of  the  ceremonial  law ! 
Finished  all  that  God  had  promised ; 
Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe : 

It  is  finished ! 
Saints,  from  this  your  comfort  draw. 

4  Tune  your  harps  anew,  you  seraphs, 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme ; 
All  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven. 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name  : 

Hallelujah  ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 

179  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God.  8s  &  6s 

John  1 :  20. 

THE  Son  of  Man  they  did  betray ; 
He  was  condemned,  and  led  away, 
Think,  0  my  soul,  on  that  dread  day, 

Look  on  Mount  Calvary; 
Behold  him,  lamb-like,  led  along 
Surrounded  by  a  wicked  throng. 
Accused  by  every  lying  tongue. 
And  then  the  Lamb  of  God  they  hung 
Upon  the  shameful  tree. 
Ill 


CHRIST: 

Now,  hung  between  the  earth  and  skies, 

Behold!  in  agony  he  dies; 

0  sinners,  hear  his  mournful  cries, 

Come,  see  his  torturing  pain ! 
The  morning  sun  withdrew  his  light. 
Blushed,  and  refused  to  view  the  sight, 
The  azure  clothed  in  robes  of  night, 
All  nature  mourned,  and  stood  affright, 

When  Christ  the  Lord  was  slain. 

All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

Who  reigns  enthroned  above  the  sky ; 

Who  sent  his  Son  to  bleed  and  die; 

Glory  to  him  be  given: 
While  heaven  above  his  praise  resounds, 

0  Zion,  sing — his  grace  abounds ; 

1  hope  to  shout  eternal  rounds, 

In  flaming  love  that  knows  no  bounds, 
When  glorified  in  heaven. 


BURIAL  AND  RESURRECTION. 

180         He  rose — according  to  the  Scriptures.         L.  M 

1  Cor.  15:  4. 

WHEN  we  the  sacred  grave  survey, 
In  which  the  Saviour  deigned  to  lie, 
We  see  fulfilled  what  prophets  say, 
And  all  the  power  of  death  defy, 

2  This  empty  tomb  shall  now  proclaim 

How  weak  the  bands  of  conquered  death ; 
Sure  pledge  that  all  who  trust  his  name 
Shall  rise  and  draw  immortal  breath. 

3  Our  surety  freed  declares  us  free. 

For  whose  offenses  he  was  seized : 
In  his  release  our  own  we  see. 
And  joy  to  see  Jehovah  pleased. 
112 


HIS  BURIAL  AND  RESURRECTION. 

4  Jesus,  once  numbered  with  the  dead, 

Unseals  his  eyes  to  sleep  no  more; 
And  ever  lives  their  cause  to  plead, 
For  whom  the  pains  of  death  he  bore. 

5  Then,  though  in  dust  we  lay  our  head, 

Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
Our  flesh  for  ever^with  the  dead. 
Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave ! 

181  The  joy  that  was  set  before  him.  L.  M. 

Heb.  12 :  2. 

NOW  for  a  song  of  lofty  praise 
To  great  Jehovah's  only  Son ; 
Awake,  my  voice,  in  heavenly  lays, 
And  tell  the  wonders  he  hath  done. 

2  Sing  how  he  left  the  worlds  of  light, 

And  those  bright  robes  he  wore  above : 
How  swift  and  joyful  was  his  flight, 
On  wings  of  everlasting  love ! 

3  Deep  in  the  shades  of  gloomy  death, 

Th'  almighty  Captive  prisoner  lay; 
Th'  almighty  Captive  left  the  earth. 
And  rose  to  everlasting  day. 

4  Among  a  thousand  harps  and  songs, 

Jesus,  the  Lord,  exalted  reigns: 
His  sacred  name  fills  all  their  tongues. 
And  echoes  through  the  heavenly  plains. 

182  -He  hath  begotten  us  to  a  lively  hope.  C.  M= 

1  Pctor  1 :  3. 

BLESSED  be  the  everlasting  God, 
The  Father  of  our  Lord ; 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  praised, 
His  majesty  adored. 
2  When  from  the  dead  he  raised  his  Son, 
And  called  him  to  the  sky, 
He  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope 
That  they  should  never  die. 
10  113 


CURIST : 

3  What  though  the  first  man's  sin  requires 

Our  flesh  to  see  the  dust; 
Yet,  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rose, 
So  all  his  followers  must. 

4  There's  an  inheritance  divine, 

Reserved  against  that  day ; 
'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefiled, 
And  can  not  fade  away ! 

5  Saints  by  the  power  of  God  are  kept. 

Till  the  salvation  come ; 
We  walk  by  faith  as  strangers  here, 
Till  Christ  shall  take  us  home. 

183  Now  is  Christ  risen  from  the  dead.  C.  M 

1  Cor.  15 :  20. 

BLEST  morning!  whose  young  dawning  rays 
Beheld  our  rising  Lord : 
That  saw  him  triumph  o'er  the  dust, 
And  leave  his  dark  abode. 

2  In  the  cold  prison  of  a  tomb 

The  great  Redeemer  lay, 
Till  the  revolving  skies  had  brought 
The  third,  th'  appointed  day. 

3  Hell  and  the  grave  unite  their  force 

To  hold  our  Lord,  in  vain ; 
The  sleeping  Conqueror  arose, 
And  burst  their  feeble  chain. 

4  To  thy  great  name,  almighty  Lord, 

These  sacred  hours  we  pay; 
And  loud  hosannas  shall  proclaim 
The  triumph  of  the  day. 

5  Salvation  and  immortal  praise 

To  our  victorious  King! 
Let  heaven,  and  earth,  and  rocks,  and  seas, 
With  glad  hosannas  ring. 
114 


HIS  BUKIAL  AND  RESURRECTION. 

184  The  forsaken  sepulcher.  C.  M. 

YE  humble  souls  that  seek  the  Lord, 
Chase  all  your  fears  away ; 
And  bow  with  reverence  down,  to  see 
The  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

2  Thus  low  the  Lord  of  life  was  brought ; 

Such  wonders  love  can  do! 
Thus  cold  in  death  that  bosora  lay, 
Which  throbbed  and  bled  for  you. 

3  If  ye  have  wept  at  yonder  cross, 

And  still  your  sorrows  rise. 
Stoop  down  and  view  the  vanquished  grave, 
Then  wipe  your  weeping  eyes. 

4  But  dry  your  tears,  and  tune  your  songs. 

The  Saviour  lives  again ; 
Not  all  the  bolts  and  bars  of  death 
The  Conqueror  could  detain. 

5  High  o'er  the  angelic  band  he  rears 

His  once  dishonored  head ; 
And  through  unnumbered  years  he  reigns. 
Who  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

185  The  Resurrection,  and  the  Life.  C.  M, 

HOSANNA  to  the  Prince  of  light. 
That  clothed  himself  in  the  clay, 
Entered  the  iron  gates  of  death, 
And  tore  the  bars  away. 

2  Death  is  no  more  the  king  of  dread, 

Since  our  Immanuel  rose; 
He  took  the  tyrant's  sting  away, 
And  spoiled  our  hellish  foes. 

3  Raise  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues, 

To  reach  his  blest  abode ; 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  songs 
To  our  incarnate  God. 
115 


ff 


CHRIST : 

4  Bright  angels,  strike  your  loudest  strings, 
Your  sweetest  voices  raise, 
Let  heaven  and  all  created  things, 
Sound  our  Immanuel's  praise. 

186  The  Lord  is  risen.  C.  11.  M. 

OW  calm  and  beautiful  the  morn 
That  gilds  the  sacred  tomb 
Where  once  the  Crucified  was  borne, 

And  vailed  in  midnight  gloom ! 
Oh  !  weep  no  more  the  Saviour  slain ; 
The  Lord  is  risen — he  lives  again. 

Ye  mourning  saints  !  dry  every  tear 

For  your  departed  Lord ; 
"  Behold  the  place — he  is  not  here ;" 

The  tomb  is  all  unbarred  : 
The  gates  of  death  were  closed  in  vain, 
The  Lord  is  risen — he  lives  again. 

Now  cheerful  to  the  house  of  prayer 

Your  early  footsteps  bend. 
The  Saviour  will  himself  be  there. 

Your  advocate  and  friend : 
Once  by  the  law  your  hopes  were  slain. 
But  now  in  Christ  ye  live  again. 

How  tranquil  now  the  rising  day! 

'T  is  Jesus  still  appears, 
A  risen  Lord  to  chase  away 

Your  unbelieving  fears : 
0 !  weep  no  more  your  comforts  slain ; 
The  Lord  is  risen — he  lives  again. 

And  when  the  shades  of  evening  fall, 
When  life's  last  hour  draws  nigh — 

If  Jesus  shine  upon  the  soul. 
How  blissful  then  to  die: 

Since  he  has  risen  who  once  was  slain, 

Ye  die  in  Christ  to  live  again. 
116 


HIS  BURIAL  AKD  llESURRECTION. 

187  Redemption  completed.  S.  M. 
<i  rpHE  Lord  is  risen  indeed !" 

X   Then  is  his  work  performed ; 
The  mighty  captive  now  is  freed, 
And  death,  our  foe,  disarmed. 

2  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed !" 

He  lives  to  die  no  more; 
He  lives,  his  people's  cause  to  plead, 
Whose  curse  and  shame  he  bore. 

3  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed !" 

The  grave  has  lost  his  prey: 
With  him  is  risen  the  ransomed  seed. 
To  reign  in  endless  day. 

4  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed !" — 

Attending  angels !  hear; 
Up  to  the  courts  of  heaven  with  speed, 
The  joyful  tidings  bear. 

5  Then  wake  your  golden  lyres, 

And  strike  each  cheerful  chord ; 
Join,  all  ye  bright,  celestial  choirs ! 
To  sing  our  risen  Lord. 

188  Thou  reigning  Son  of  God.  H.  M. 

YES,  the  Redeemer  rose : 
The  Saviour  left  the  dead, 
And  o'er  his  hellish  foes 

High  raised  his  conquering  head : 
In  wild  dismay. 
The  guards  around 
Fall  to  the  ground, 
And  sink  away. 

2  Lo!  the  angelic  bands 
In  full  assembly  meet, 
To  wait  his  high  commands. 
And  worship  at  his  feet: 
117 


CHUIST : 

Joyful  they  come, 

And  wing  their  way 

From  realms  of  day 
To  Jesus'  tomb. 

3  Then  back  to  heaven  they  fly, 

The  joyful  news  to  bear; 
Hark !  as  they  soar  on  high 
What  music  fills  the  air : 
Their  anthems  say, 
Jesus  who  bled 
Has  left  the  dead — 
He  rose  to-day! 

4  You  mortals,  catch  the  sound, 

Redeemed  by  him  from  hell. 
And  send  the  echo  round 

The  globe  on  which  you  dwell : 
Transported  cry, 
Jesus  who  bled 
Has  left  the  dead 
No  more  to  die ! 

5  All  hail !  triumphant  Lord, 

Who  saved  us  by  thy  blood : 
Wide  be  thy  name  adored, 
Thou  reigning  Son  of  God ! 
With  thee  we  rise, 
With  thee  we  reign. 
And  kingdoms  gain 
Beyond  the  skies. 

189  Th^  stone  rolled  away.  7s. 

ANGELS!  roll  the  rock  away; 
Death  !  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey ; 
See !  the  Saviour  leaves  the  tomb. 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 
118 


HIS  BURIAL  AND  KESURRECTION. 

2  Hark!  the  wondering  angels  raise 
Louder  notes  of  joyful  praise : 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Echo  with  the  blissful  sound. 

3  Now,  ye  saints !  lift  up  your  eyes, 
See  liim  high  in  glory  rise ! 
Ranks  of  angels,  oa  the  road, 
Hail  him — the  incarnate  God. 

4  Heaven  unfolds  its  portals  wide. 

See  the  Conqueror  through  them  ride ! 
King  of  glory !  mount  thy  throne — 
Boundless  empire  is  thine  own. 

5  Praise  him,  ye  celestial  choirs ! 
Tune,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres : 
Raise,  0  earth !  your  noblest  songs. 
From  ten  thousand  thousand  tonisues. 


'o^ 


)0  Christ,  the  first  fruits.  7s- 

CHRIST,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day ! 
Sons  of  men  and  angels  say : 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high : 
Sing  ye  heavens !  thou  earth  reply ! 

2  Lovers  redeeming  work  is  done. 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  won : 
Lo !  our  Sun's  eclipse  is  o'er ; 
Lol  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal — 
Christ  hath  burst  the  gates  of  hell; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise, 
Christ  hath  opened  paradise. 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King! 
Where,  0  Death,  is  now  thy  sting  ? 
Once  he  died,  our  souls  to  save : 
Where 's  thy  victory,  boasting  grave  ? 

119 


CHRIST : 

5  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  hath  led, 
Following  our  exalted  Head : 
Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rise, 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies! 

6  King  of  glory,  Fount  of  hliss, 
Everlasting  life  is  this : 

Thee  to  know,  thy  power  to  prove, 
Thus  to  sing,  and  thus  to  love. 

191  The  Resurrection.  7s. 

MORNING  breaks  upon  the  tomb, 
Jesus  scatters  all  its  gloom; 
Day  of  triumph  through  the  skies — 
See  the  glorious  Saviour  rise ! 

2  Ye  who  are  of  death  afraid, 
Triumph  in  the  scattered  shade ; 
Drive  your  anxious  cares  away ; 
See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay ! 

3  Christian !  dry  your  flowing  tears, 
Chase  your  unbelieving  fears ; 
Look  on  his  deserted  grave ; 
Doubt  no  more  his  power  to  save. 

192  Mary  at  the  tomb,  7s,  double. 

MARY  to  the  Saviour's  tomb 
Hasted  at  the  early  dawn ; 
Spice  she  brought,  and  sweet  perfume, 

But  the  Lord  she  loved  had  gone : 
For  a  while  she  lingering  stood. 

Filled  with  sorrow  and  surprise ; 
Trembling,  while  a  crystal  flood 
Issued  from  her  weeping  eyes. 
2  Jesus  who  is  always  near. 

Though  too  often  unperceived. 
Came  her  drooping  heart  to  cheer, 
Kindly  asking  why  she  grieved : 
120 


HIS  BURIAL  AND  RESURRECTION. 

Though  at  first  she  knew  him  not, 
When  he  called  her  by  her  name, 

She  her  heavy  griefs  forgot, 

For  she  found  him  still  the  same. 

3  And  her  sorrows,  quickly  fled, 

When  she  heard  his  welcome  voice ; 
Christ  had  risen  from  the  dead, 

Now  he  bids  her  heart  rejoice: 
What  a  change  his  word  can  make — 

Turning  darkness  into  day ; 
You  who  weep  for  Jesus'  sake. 

He  will  wipe  your  tears  away. 

193  -Se  hath  abolished  death. 

2  Tim.  1 :  10. 

THE  angels  that  watched  round  the  tomb 
Where  low  the  Redeemer  was  laid, 
When  deep  in  mortality's  gloom 
He  hid  for  a  season  his  head ; 

2  That  vailed  their  fair  face  while  he  slept, 

And  ceased  their  sweet  harps  to  employ, 
Have  witnessed  his  rising,  and  swept 
The  chords  with  the  triumphs  of  joy. 

3  You  saints,  who  once  languished  below. 

But  long  since  have  entered  your  rest, 
I  pant  to  be  glorified  too. 

To  lean  on  Immanuel's  breast. 

4  The  grave  in  which  Jesus  was  laid 

Has  buried  my  guilt  and  my  fears; 
And  while  I  contemplate  its  shade, 
The  light  of  his  presence  appears. 

5  0  sweet  is  the  season  of  rest, 

When  life's  weary  journey  is  done! 
The  blush  that  spreads  over  its  west. 
The  last  lingering  ray  of  its  sun! 
11  121 


CHRIST: 

6  Though  dreary  the  empire  of  night, 

I  soon  shall  emerge  from  its  gloom, 
And  see  immortality's  light 

Arise  on  the  shades  of  the  tomb. 

7  Then  welcome  the  last  rending  sighs. 

When  these  aching  heartstrings  shall  break, 
When  death  shall  extinguish  these  eyes, 
And  moisten  with  dew  the  pale  cheek. 

8  No  terror  the  prospect  begets, 

I  am  not  mortality's  slave, 
The  sunbeam  of  life  as  it  sets. 

Paints  a  rainbow  of  peace  on  the  grave. 

194:  The  darkness  is  passed,  etc.  8s. 

1  John  2  :  8. 

BEHOLD,  the  bright  morning  appears, 
And  Jesus  revives  from  the  grave ; 
His  rising  removes  all  our  fears. 
And  shows  him  almighty  to  save. 

2  How  strong  were  his  tears  and  his  cries, 

The  worth  of  his  blood,  how  divine ! 
How  perfect  was  his  sacrifice. 

Who  rose  though  he  suffered  for  sin. 

3  The  man  that  was  crowned  with  thorns. 

The  man  that  on  Calvary  died, 
The  man  that  bore  scourging  and  scorns, 
Whom  sinners  agreed  to  deride — 

4  Now  blessed  for  ever  is  made. 

And  life  has  rewarded  his  pain, 
Now  glory  has  crowned  his  head ; 

Heaven  sings  of  the  Lamb  that  was  slain. 

3  Believing,  we  share  in  his  joy; 

By  faith,  we  partake  in  his  rest; 
With  this  we  can  cheerfully  die, 
For  with  him  we  hope  to  be  blest. 
122 


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THE  ASCENSION. 

THE  ASCENSION. 

19o  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  gates.  L.  M 

Psalm  24:  7. 

|UR  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead, 
Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high ; 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragged  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  you  heavenly  gates ! 
You  everlasting  doors  give  way ! 

3  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light. 

And  wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene ! 
He  claims  those  mansions  as  his  right — 
Receive  the  King  of  glory  in ! 

4  Who  is  the  King  of  glory  ? — Who  ? 

The  Lord,  who  all  his  foes  o'ercame; 

The  world,  sin,  death,  and  hell  o'erlhrew, 

And  Jesus  is  the  conqueror's  name. 

5  Lo!   his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay: 
Ljit  up  your  heads,  you  heavenly  gates! 
You  everlasting  doors,  give  way ! 

6  Who  is  the  King  of  glory  ? — who  ? 

The  Lord,  of  boundless  might  possessed, 

The  King  of  saints  and  augels  too, 

Lord  over  all,  for  ever  blest. 

196      The  Lord  of  hosts,  he  is  the  King  of  glory.     L.  M. 

rsaliii  *94. 

LIFT  up  your  heads,  ye  gates !  and  wide 
Your  everlasting  doors  display; 
Ye  angel-guards,  like  flames  divide. 
And  give  the  King  of  glory  way. 
2  Who  is  the  King  of  glory  ? — he. 
The  Lord  omnipotent  to  save; 
Whose  own  right  arm,  in  victory. 

Led  captive  dcatli,  and  spoiled  the  grave. 
123 


CHRIST : 

3  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  gates !  and  high 

Your  everlasting  portals  heave ; 
Welcome  the  King  of  glory  nigh : 

Him  must  the  heaven  of  heavens  receive. 

4  Who  is  the  King  of  glory — who  ? 

The  Lord  of  hosts ;  behold  his  name ! 
The  kingdom,  power,  and  honor  due. 
Yield  him,  ye  saints,  with  glad  acclaim ! 

197  Psalm  24.  C.  M, 

LIFT  up  your  stately  heads,  ye  doors, 
With  hasty  reverence  rise. 
Ye  everlasting  doors  that  guard 
The  passage  to  the  skies. 

Chorus. — For  see,  for  see 

The  King  of  glory  comes, 
,  The  King  of  glory  comes 

Along  the  eternal  road. 
2  Swift  from  your  golden  hinges  leap, 
Your  barriers  roll  away, 
And  throw  your  blazing  portals  wide. 
And  burst  the  gates  of  day. 

198  Eeceived  up  into  glory.  C.  M. 

1  Tim.  3  :  16. 

TRIUMPHANT,  Christ  ascends  on  high, 
The  glorious  work  complete ; 
Sin,  death,  and  hell,  now  vanquished  lie 
Beneath  his  awful  feet. 

2  There,  with  eternal  glory  crowned. 

The  Lord,  the  Conqueror  reigns ; 
His  praise  the  heavenly  choirs  resound, 
In  their  immortal  strains. 

3  Amid  the  splendors  of  his  throne. 

Unchanging  love  appears ; 
The  names  he  purchased  for  his  own, 
Still  on  his  heart  he  bears. 
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THE  ASCENSION. 

i  0,  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine ! 
Of  bliss  a  boundless  store : 
Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine ; 
I  can  not  wish  for  more. 

5  On  thee  alone,  my  hope  relies ; 
Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall, 
My  Lord,  my  Life,-  my  Sacrifice, 
My  Saviour,  and  my  All. 

199  ^od  is  gone  up  with  a  shout.  C.  M. 

Psalm  47:  5. 

ARISE,  ye  people,  and  adore. 
Exulting  strike  the  chord ; 
Let  all  the  earth,  from  shore  to  shore. 
Confess  th'  almighty  Lord. 

2  Glad  shouts  aloud — wide  echoing  round, 

Th'  ascending  Lord  proclaim ; 
The  angelic  choir  respond  the  sound, 
And  shake  creation's  frame. 

3  They  sing  of  death  and  hell  o'erthrown 

In  that  triumphant  hour ; 
And  God  exalts  his  conquering  Son 
To  his  right  hand  of  power. 

4  0  shout,  ye  people,  and  adore, 

Exulting  strike  the  chord ; 
Let  all  the  earth,  from  shore  to  shore. 
Confess  th'  almighty  Lord. 

200  -^6  became  obedient  unto  death.      6s  &  lOs. 

Phil.  2 :  8. 

THOU,  who  didst  stoop  below 
To  drain  the  cup  of  woe. 
And  wear  the  form  of  frail  mortality, 
Thy  blessed  labors  done, 
Thy  crown  of  victoiy  won,  [high. 

Hast  passed  from  earth — passed  to  thy  home  on 

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2  It  was  no  path  of  flowers, 
Through  this  dark  world  of  ours, 

BelovM  of  the  Father !  thou  didst  tread  ; 

And  shall  we  in  dismay 

Shrink  from  the  narrow  way, 
When  clouds  and  darkness  are  around  it  spread. 

3  0  thou  who  art  our  Life, 

Be  with  us  through  the  strife ; 
Thy  own  meek  head  with  rudest  storms  was  bowed ! 

liaise  thou  our  eyes  above 

To  see  a  Father's  love 
Beam,  like  the  bow  of  promise,  through  the  cloud. 

4  E'en  through  the  awful  gloom 
Which  hovers  o'er  the  tomb, 

That  light  of  love  our  guiding  star  shall  be ; 

Our  spirits  shall  not  dread 

The  shadowy  way  to  tread. 
Friend,  Guardian,  Saviour !  which  doth  lead  to  thee. 

201     '  Rule  thou^  in  the  midst  of  thine  enemies.  6s  &  4s. 

Psalm  110:  2. 

RISE,  glorious  Conqueror,  rise 
Into  thy  native  skies — 
Assume  thy  right ; 
And  where  in  many  a  fold, 
The  clouds  are  backward  rolled — 
Pass  through  those  gates  of  gold, 


And  reign  in  light 


Victor  o'er  death  and  hell ! 
Cherubic  legions  swell 

The  radiant  train ; 
Praises  all  heaven  inspire. 
Each  angel  sweeps  his  lyre. 
And  waves  his  wings  of  fire, 

Thou  Lamb  once  slain  ! 
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THE  ASCENSION. 

3  Enter,  incarnate  God ! 

No  feet  but  thine  have  trod 

The  serpent  down : 
Blow  the  full  trumpets,  blow ! 
Wider  yon  portals  throw ! 
Saviour,  triumphant,  go 

And  take  thy  crown ! 

4  Lion  of  Judah — ^hail ! 
And  let  thy  name  prevail 

From  age  to  age  : 
Lord  of  the  rolling  years — 
Claim  for  thine  own  the  spheres, 
For  thou  hast  bought  with  tears 

Thy  heritage. 

202  Psalm  45.  7s,  6s  &  7s. 

BURST,  ye  emerald  gates,  and  bring 
To  my  raptured  vision 
All  the  ecstatic  joys  that  spring 

Round  the  bright  elysian ; 
Lo !  we  lift  our  longing  eyes ! 
Break,  ye  intervening  skies ! 
Sons  of  righteousness,  arise. 
Ope  the  gates  of  paradise. 

2  Floods  of  everlasting  light 

Freely  flash  before  him ; 
Myriads,  with  supreme  delight. 

Instantly  adore  him 
Angelic  trumps  resound  his  fame ; 
Lutes  of  lucid  gold  proclaim 
All  the  music  of  his  name ; 
Heaven  resounding  with  the  theme. 

3  Hark !  the  thrilling  symphonies 

Seem,  raethinks,  to  seize  us; 
Join  we  too  the  holy  lays — 
Jesus,  Jesus,  Jesus ! 
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Sweetest  sound  in  seraph's  song, 
Sweetest  note  on  mortal  tongue, 
Sweetest  carol  ever  sung — 
Jesus,  Jesus,  flow  along. 


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THE  CORONATION. 

203  .    C.M 

LL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name ! 
Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  you  martyrs  of  our  God, 
Who  from  his  altar  call ; 

Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  You  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 
A  remnant  weak  and  small, 

Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  You  gentle  sinners,  ne'er  forget 
The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 

Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  Babes,  men,  and  sires,  who  know  his  love, 
Who  feel  your  sin  and  thrall. 

Now  join  with  all  the  hosts  above. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

6  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe. 
On  this  terrestrial  ball, 

To  him  all  majesty  ascribe. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

7  0  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng 
We  at  his  feet  may  fall! 

We  '11  join  the  everlasting  song. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 
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THE  COKONATION. 

Sit  thou  at  my  right  hand.  C.  M 

Psalm  110  :  1. 

JESUS,  our  Lord,  ascend  thy  throne, 
And  near  thy  Father  sit : 
In  Zion  shall  thy  power  be  known. 

And  make  thy  foes  submit. 
What  wonders  shall  thy  gospel  do ! 

Thy  converts  shall  surpass 
The  numerous  drops  of  morning  dew, 

And  own  thy  saving  grace. 
Jesus,  our  Priest,  for  ever  lives. 

To  plead  for  us  above ; 
Jesus,  our  King,  for  ever  gives 

The  blessings  of  his  love. 
God  shall  exalt  his  glorious  head. 

And  his  high  throne  maintain; 
Shall  strike  the  powers  and  princes  dead, 

Who  dare  oppose  his  reign. 

Thou  art  icorthy.  8  s  &  7s. 

CROWN  his  head  with  endless  blessing. 
Who,  in  God  the  Father's  name. 
With  compassion  never  ceasing, 
Comes,  salvation  to  proclaim. 
Jesus,  thee  our  Saviour  hailing, 

Thee  our  God  in  praise  we  own ; 
Highest  honors,  never  failing, 

Rise  eternal  round  thy  throne. 
Now,  ye  saints,  his  power  confessing. 

In  your  grateful  strains  adore; 
For  his  mercy,  never  ceasing. 
Flows,  and  flows  for  evermore. 

Worthy  the  Lamb.  C.  M. 

COME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
With  angels  round  the  throne ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 
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CHRIST : 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted  thus ! 
"Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply, 
For  he  was  slain  for  us ! 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine ; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give. 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

4  Let  all  who  dwell  above  the  sky. 

On  earth,  in  air,  and  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high. 
And  speak  thy  endless  praise. 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

207  J^ing  of  kings,  etc.  8s,  7s  &  L 

Rev.  19:  16. 

LOOK,  ye  saints — the  sight  is  glorious ; 
See  the  Man  of  Sorrows  now 
From  the  fight  returned  victorious ; 
Every  knee  to  him  shall  bow. 

Crown  him !  crown  him ! 
Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow. 

2  Crown  the  Saviour !  angels,  crown  him ! 

Rich  the  trophies  Jesus  brings; 
In  the  seat  of  power  enthrone  him. 
While  the  heavenly  concert  rings, 

Crown  him!  crown  him! 
Crown  the  Saviour  King  of  kings. 

3  Sinners  in  derision  crowned  him. 

Mocking  thus  the  Saviour's  claim ; 
Saints  and  angels !  crowd  around  him, 
Own  his  title,  praise  his  name. 

Crown  him !  crown  him ! 
Spread  abroad  the  Victor's  name. 
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HIS  MEDIATOEIAL  RETGN. 

4  Hark!  those  bursts  of  acclamation! 

Hark!  those  loud  triumphant  chords! 
Jesus  takes  the  highest  station; 
0,  what  joy  the  sight  aflfords ! 
Crown  him !  crown  him ! 
King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords. 

MEDIATORIAL  REIGN. 

208  Q/"  '"5  kingdom  there  shall  be  no  end.  L.  M. 

Luke  1  :  33. 

KING  Jesus,  reign  for  evermore, 
Unrivaled  in  thy  courts  above ; 
While  we,  with  all  thy  saints,  adore 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  love. 

2  No  other  Lord  but  thee  we  '11  know 
No  other  power  but  thine  confess ; 

We  '11  spread  thine  honors  while  below. 
And  heaven  shall  hear  us  shout  thy  grace. 

3  We  '11  sing  along  the  heavenly  road 
That  leads  us  to  thy  blest  abode ; 
Till  with  the  vast  unnumbered  throng 
We  join  in  heaven's  triumphant  song — 

4  Till  with  pure  hands  and  voices  sweet. 
We  cast  our  crowns  at  Jesus  feet. 
And  sing  of  everlasting  love 

In  everlasting  strains  above. 

209  -^^^  nations  shall  serve  him.  L.  M 

Psalm  72:  11. 

JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run; 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 
2  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made. 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head ; 
His  name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 
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CHRIST  : 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue  ■ 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains, 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

5  Where  he  displays  his  healing  power, 
Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  more ; 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 

More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 

6  Let  every  creature  rise,  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  long  Amen. 

210  Give  the  King  thy  judgments.  L.  M. 

Psalm  72:  1. 

EXALTED  Prince  of  Life,  we  own 
The  royal  honors  of  thy  throne ; 
'T  is  fixed  by  God's  almighty  hand. 
And  seraphs  bow  at  thy  command. 

2  Exalted  Saviour,  we  confess 

The  mighty  triumphs  of  thy  grace ; 
Where  beams  of  gentle  radiance  shine 
And  temper  majesty  divine. 

3  Wide  thy  resistless  scepter  sway, 
Till  all  thine  enemies  obey; 

Wide  let  thy  cross  its  virtues  prove, 
And  conquer  millions  by  its  love ! 

211  ^^y  heart  is  inditing  a  good  matter.  L.  M. 

Psalm  45:  1. 

"OW  be  my  heart  inspired  to  sing 
The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King; 
He  comes  with  blessings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love. 
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HIS  MEDIATORIAL  REIGN. 

2  Thy  throne,  0  Lord,  for  ever  stands; 
Grace  is  the  scepter  in  thy  hands; 
Thy  laws  and  works  are  just  and  right, 
But  truth  and  mercy  thy  delight. 

3  Let  endless  honors  crown  thy  head; 
Let  every  age  thy  praises  spread ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know  thy  word, 
And  every  tongue  confess  thee  Lord. 

12  I  know  that  my  Redeemer  liveth.  L.  M. 

Job  19  :  25. 

HE  lives!  the  gi*eat  Redeemer  lives!      j 
What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives !  ' 
And  now,  before  his  Father,  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merit  of  his  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears. 

And  justice  armed  with  frowns  appears; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  In  every  dark,  distressful  hour. 
When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  power, 

Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart,  \ 

That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart.  ' 

4  Great  Advocate,  almighty  Friend ! 
On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend ; 
Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail. 
For  Jesus  pleads,  and  must  prevail. 

[3     Let  the  whole  earth  be  filled  ic if  h  his  glory.     L.  M. 

Psalm  72 :  J9. 

GREAT  God!  whose  universal  sway 
The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey, 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son ; 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 
Thy  scepter  well  becomes  his  hands; 
All  heaven  submits  to  his  commands ; 
His  justice  shall  avenge  the  poor, 
And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 
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CHRIST: 

3  The  heathen  lands,  that  lie  beneath 
The  shades  of  overspreading  death, 
Revive  at  his  first  dawning  light; 
And  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight. 

4  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  days. 
Dressed  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise; 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

214  The  Lord  is  King.  L.  M. 

THE  Lord  is  King !  lift  up  thy  voice, 
0  earth,  and  all  ye  heavens,  rejoice! 
From  world  to  w^orld  the  joy  shall  ring — 
"  The  Lord  omnipotent  is  King ! " 

2  The  Lord  is  King !  who  then  shall  dare 
Resist  his  will,  distrust  his  care  ? 
Holy  and  true  are  all  his  ways : 
Let  every  creature  speak  his  praise. 

215  He  humbled  himself.  L.  M. 

Phil.  2 :  8. 

0  CHRIST!  our  King,  Creator,  Lord! 
Saviour  of  all  who  trust  thy  word! 
To  them  who  seek  thee,  ever  near. 
Now  to  our  praises  bend  thine  ear. 

2  In  thy  dear  cross  a  grace  is  found — 

It  flows  from  every  streaming  wound — 
Whose  power  our  inbred  sin  controls, 
Breaks  the  firm  bond  and  frees  our  souls ! 

3  Thou  didst  create  the  stars  of  night: 
Yet  thou  hast  vailed  in  flesh  thy  light — 
Hast  deigned  a  mortal  form  to  wear, 

A  mortal's  painful  lot  to  bear. 

4'  When  thou  didst  hang  upon  the  tree. 
The  quaking  earth  acknowledged  thee;* 
When  thou  didst  there  yield  up  thy  breath, 
The  world  grew  dark  as  shades  of  death. 
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HIS  MEDIATORIAL  REIGN. 

5  Now  in  the  Father's  glory  high, 
Great  Conqueror,  never  more  to  die. 
Us  by  thy  mighty  power  defend. 
And  reign  through  ages  without  end ! 

216  His  promises  are  yea  and  amen.  L.  M. 

SAVIOUR,  I  lift  my  trembling  eyes. 
To  that  bright  seat,  where,  placed  on  high, 
The  great,  the  atoning  sacrifice, 
For  me,  for  all,  is  ever  nigh. 

2  Be  thou  my  guard  on  peril's  brink; 

Be  thou  my  guide  through  weal  or  woe; 
And  teach  me  of  thy  cup  to  drink. 
And  make  me  in  thy  faith  to  go. 

3  For  what  is  earthly  change  or  loss  ? 

Thy  promises  are  still  my  own : 
The  feeblest  frame  may  bear  thy  cross, 
The  lowliest  spirit  share  thy  throne. 

217  Let  all  the  angels  of  God  worship  him.        L.  M. 

Heb.  1:  6. 

rpiIEE  we  adore,  0  gracious  Lord ! 
X   We  praise  thy  name  with  one  accord; 
Thy  saints,  who  here  thy  goodness  see,  . 
Through  all  the  world  do  worship  thee. 

2  To  thee  aloud  all  angels  cry. 

And  ceaseless  raise  their  songs  on  high, 

Both  cherubim  and  seraphim, 

The  heavens  and  all  the  powers  therein : 

3  The  apostles  join  the  glorious  throng; 
The  prophets  swell  the  immortal  song; 
The  martyrs'  noble  army  raise 
Eternal  anthems  to  thy  praise. 

4  Thee,  holy,  holy,  holy  King! 

Thee,  0  Lord  God  of  hosts,  they  sing : 
Thus  earth  below,  and  heaven  above. 
Resound  thy  glory  and  thy  love. 
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CHRIST : 

218  -^6  liath  the  keys  of  hell  and  of  death.         L.  M. 

Rev.  1:18. 

HAIL  to  the  Prince  of  Life  and  Peace, 
Wlio  holds  the  keys  of  death  and  hell ; 
The  spacious  world  unseen  is  his, 

The  sovereign  power  becomes  him  well. 

2  In  shame  and  anguish  once  he  died; 

But  now  he  lives  for  ever  more; 
Bow  down,  you  saints,  around  his  seat, 
And  all  you  angel  bands  adore. 

3  Live,  live  for  ever,  glorious  Lord, 

To  crush  thy  foes  and  guard  thy  friends, 
While  all  thy  chosen  tribes  rejoice 
That  thy  dominion  never  ends. 

4  Worthy  thy  hand  to  hold  the  keys, 

Guided  by  wisdom  and  by  love ; 
Worthy  to  rule  our  mortal  lives, 

O'er  worlds  below  and  worlds  above. 

5  For  ever  reign,  victorious  King !  ■- 

Wide  through  the  earth  thy  name  be  known ; 
And  call  our  longing  souls  to  sing 
Sublimer  anthems  near  thy  throne. 

219  •  ^^y  Hedeemer  liveth.  L.  M. 

Job  19:  25. 

I  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives ; 
What  comfort  this  sweet  sentence  gives! 
He  lives,  he  lives  who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives,  my  ever-living  Head ! 

2  He  lives  to  bless  me  with  his  love. 
He  lives  to  plead  for  me  above. 
He  lives^  my  hungry  soul  to  feed. 
He  lives  to  bless  in  time  of  need. 

3  He  lives  to  grant  me  rich  supply. 
He  lives  to  guide  me  with  his  eye. 
He  lives  to  comfort  me  when  ftiint, 
He  lives  to  hear  my  soul's  complaint. 

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HIS  MEDIATORIAL  REIGIT. 

4  He  lives,  my  kind,  wise,  heavenly  friend, 
He  lives,  and  loves  me  to  the  end; 

He  lives,  and  while  he  lives  I  '11  sing, 
He  lives,  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King! 

5  He  lives,  and  grants  me  daily  breath ; 
He  lives,  and  I  shall  conquer  death ; 
He  lives  my  mansion  to  prepare. 

He  lives  to  bring  me  safely  there. 

6  He  lives,  all  glory  to  his  name ! 
He  lives,  my  Jesus,  still  the  same ! 

0  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives — 

1  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives ! 

220  ^0  other  name.  L.  M. 

Acts  4:  12. 

JESUS,  the  spring  of  joys  divine. 
Whence  all  our  hopes  and  comforts  flow : 
Jesus,  no  other  name  but  thine 
Can  save  us  from  eternal  woe. 

2  In  vain  would  boasting  reason  find 

Thy  way  to  happiness  and  God ; 
Her  weak  directions  leave  the  mind 
Bewildered  in  a  dubious  road. 

3  No  other  name  will  heaven  approve ; 

Thou  art  the  true,  the  living  way. 
Ordained  by  everlasting  love. 

To  the  bright  realms  of  endless  day. 

4  Here  let  our  constant  feet  abide. 

Nor  from  the  heavenly  path  depart ; 
0  let  thy  Spirit,  gracious  Guide ! 

Direct  our  steps,  and  cheer  our  heart. 

5  Safe  lead  us  through  this  world  of  night. 

And  bring  us  to  the  blissful  plains — 
The  regions  of  unclouded  light 
Where  perfect  joy  for  ever  reigns. 
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CHRIST : 

221  Excellency  of  the  knowledge  of  Christ.         L.  M. 

LET  everlasting  glories  crown 
Thy  head,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord; 
Thy  hands  have  brought  salvation  down, 
And  stored  the  blessings  in  thy  word. 

2  In  vain  the  trembling  conscience  seeks 

Some  solid  ground  to  rest  upon ; 
With  long  despair  the  spirit  breaks, 
Till  we  apply  to  Christ  alone. 

3  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree ! 

How  wise  and  holy  thy  commands ! 
Thy  promises,  how  firm  they  be ! 

How  firm  our  hope  and  comfort  stands! 

4  Should  all  the  forms  that  men  devise 

Assault  my  faith  with  treacherous  art, 
I  'd  call  them  vanity  and  lies. 
And  bind  the  gospel  to  my  heart. 

222  Lord^  to  whom  shall  we  go  f  L.  M. 

John  G:  68. 

THOU  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 
My  Refuge,  my  almighty  Friend — 
And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart. 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  ? 

2  Whither,  ah !  whither  shall  I  go, 

A  wretched  wanderer  from  my  Lord  ? 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  woe 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford  ? 

3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart ; 

On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives ; 

Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart. 

Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 

4  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  combine; 

While  thou  art  near,  in  vain  they  call ! 
On  smile,  one  blissful  smile  of  thine. 
My  dearest  Lord,  outweighs  them  all. 
138 


HIS  MEDIATORIAL  REIGN. 

5  Thy  name  my  inmost  powers  adore  ; 

Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  care ; 
Depart  from  thee — 't  is  death — 't  is  more — 
'T  is  endless  ruin,  deep  despair ! 

6  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie ; 

Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine; 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 
For  life,  eternal  life,  is  thine. 

223      Christ  the  Way^  the  Truth,  and  the  Life.      L.  M. 

THOU  art  the  way;  and  he  who  sighs, 
Amid  this  starless  waste  of  woe. 
To  find  a  pathway  to  the  skies, 

A  light  from  heaven's  eternal  glow, 
By  thee  must  come,  thou  gate  of  love, 

Through  which  the  saints  undoubting  trod, 
Till  faith  discovers,  like  the  dove, 
An  ark,  a  resting-place  in  God. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth,  whose  steady  day 

Shines  on  through  earthly  blight  and  bloom ; 
The  pure,  the  everlasting  Ray, 

The  Lamp  that  shines  e'en  in  the  tomb  ; 
The  light  that  out  of  darkness  springs. 

And  guideth  those  that  blindly  go ; 
The  Word  whose  precious  radiance  flings 

Its  luster  upon  all  below. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life,  the  blessed  Well 

With  living  waters  gushing  o'er. 
Which  those  that  drink  shall  ever  dwell 

Where  sin  and  thirst  are  known  no  more, 
Thou  art  the  mystic  Pillar  given. 

Our  Lamp  by  night,  our  Light  by  day; 
Thou  art  the  sacred  Bread  from  heaven ; 

Thou  art  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way. 
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CHRIST : 
224:        -^  very  present  help  in  trouble.        L.  M.  6  lines. 

Psalm  46:  1. 

STILL  nigh  me,  0  my  Saviour,  stand, 
And  guard  in  fierce  temptation's  hour ; 
Support  by  thy  almighty  hand, 

Show  forth  in  me  thy  saving  power ; 
Still  be  thine  arm  my  sure  defense, 
Nor  earth  nor  hell  shall  pluck  me  thence. 

2  In  suffering  be  thy  love  my  peace. 

In  weakness  be  thy  love  my  power ; 
And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 

0,  Saviour,  in  that  trying  hour. 
In  death,  as  life,  be  thou  my  guide. 
And  save  me,  who  for  me  hast  died. 


225  Clirist  all  and  in  all.  L.  M.  6  lines. 

JESUS,  thou  source  of  calm  repose. 
All  fullness  dwells  in  thee  divine ; 
Our  strength,  to  quell  the  proudest  foes ; 
Our  light,  in  deepest  gloom  to  shine ; 
Thou  art  our  fortress,  strength,  and  tower, 
Our  trust,  and  portion,  evermore. 

2  Jesus,  our  Comforter,  thou  art 

■  Our  rest  in  toil,  our  ease  in  pain ; 
The  balm  to  heal  each  broken  heart: 

In  storms  our  peace,  in  loss  our  gain; 
Our  joy,  beneath  the  wordling's  frown  ; 
In  shame,  our  glory  and  our  crown : 

3  In  want,  our  plentiful  supply  ; 

In  weakness,  our  almighty  power; 
In  bonds,  our  perfect  liberty ; 

Our  refuge  in  temptation's  hour; 
Our  comfort,  'midst  all  grief  and  thrall ; 
Our  life  in  death  ;  our  all  in  all. 
140 


niS  MEDIATORIAL  REIGN. 

226  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King.  L.  M.  6  lines. 

MY  Prophet  thou,  my  heavenly  Guide, 
Thy  sweet  instructions  I  ■will  hear; 
The  words  that  from  thy  Ups  proceed, 

0  how  divinely  sweet  they  are ! 
Thee,  my  great  Prophet,  I  would  love, 
And  imitate  the  blest  above. 

2  My  great  High  Priest,  whose  precious  blood 

Did  once  atone  upon  the  cross. 
Who  now  dost  intercede  with  God, 

And  plead  the  friendless  sinner's  cause: 
In  thee  I  trust,  thee  would  I  love, 
And  imitate  the  blest  above. 

3  My  King  supreme,  to  thee  I  bow 

A  willing  subject  at  thy  feet ; 
All  other  lords  I  disavow. 

And  to  thy  government  submit ; 
My  Saviour  King,  this  heart  would  love, 
And  imitate  the  blest  above. 

227  He  is  precious.  L.  M. 

1  Peter  2  :  7. 

JESUS !  the  very  thought  is  sweet ; 
In  that  dear  name  all  heart-joys  meet; 
But  sweeter  than  the  honey  far 
The  glimpses  of  his  presence  are. 

2  No  word  is  sung  more  sweet  than  this ; 
No  name  is  heard  more  full  of  bliss; 
No  thought  brings  sweeter  comfort  nigh, 
Than  Jesus,  Son  of  God,  most  high. 

3  Jesus,  the  hope  of  souls  forlorn ! 
How  good  to  them  for  sin  that  mourn ; 
To  them  that  seek  thee,  0  how  kind ! 
But  what  art  thou  to  them  that  find  ? 

4  No  tongue  of  mortal  can  express, 
No  letters  write  its  blessedness ; 
Alone,  wJio  hath  thee  in  his  heart. 
Knows,  love  of  Jesus,  what  thou  art. 

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CimiST: 

228  G^^rist  a  merciful  High  Priest.  C.  M 

WITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
Of  our  High  Priest  above : 
His  heart  is  full  of  tenderness ; 
His  bosom  glows  with  love. 

2  Touched  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  the  same. 

3  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh. 

Poured  out  his  cries  and  tears; 
And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

4  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power; 
We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 
In  each  distressing  hour. 

229  The  bright  and  morning  star.  C  M. 

Rev.  22:  IG. 

BRIGHT  was  the  guiding  star  that  led, 
With  mild,  benignant  ray. 
The  Gentiles  to  the  lowly  shed 
Where  the  Redeemer  lay. 

2  But,  lo  !  a  brighter,  clearer  light 

Now  points  to  his  abode ; 
It  shines  through  sin  and  sorrow's  night 
To  guide  us  to  our  God. 

3  0  haste  to  follow  where  it  leads ; 

The  gracious  call  obey, 
Be  rugged  wilds  or  flowery  meads 
The  Christian's  destined  way. 

4  0  gladly  tread  the  narrow  path 

While  light  and  grace  are  given : 
Who  meekly  follow  Christ  on  earth. 
Shall  reign  with  him  in  heaven. 
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HIS  MEDIATORIAL  EEIGN. 

230  They  shall  speak  of  the  glory,  etc.  C.  M. 

Psalm  145:  11. 

COME,  you  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
And  joy  to  make  it  known  ; 
The  Sovereign  of  your  heart  proclaim. 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 

2  Behold  your  King,  your  Saviour,  crowned 

With  glories  all  duvine ; 
And  tell  the  wondering  nations  round 
How  bright  these  glories  shine. 

3  Infinite  power  and  boundless  grace 

In  him  unite  their  rays ; 
You  that  have  seen  his  lovely  face, 
Can  you  forbear  his  praise  ? 

4  When  in  the  earthly  courts  we  view 

The  beauties  of  our  King, 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

5  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain  ? 

Lord,  teach  our  songs  to  rise ! 
Thy  love  can  animate  our  strain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 

6  0  for  the  day,  the  glorious  day ! 

When  heaven  and  earth  shall  raise. 
With  all  their  powers,  the  raptured  lay, 
To  celebrate  thy  praise. 

231  Thou  dear  Redeemer^  dying  Lamb.  C.  M. 

THOU  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 
I  love  to  hear  of  thee ; 
No  music  's  like  thy  charming  name, 
Nor  half  so  sweet  can  be. 

2  0,  may  I  ever  hear  thy  voice 
In  mercy  to  me  speak ; 
In  thee,  my  Priest,  will  I  rejoice, 
And  thy  salvation  seek. 
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CHRIST : 

My  Jesus  shall  be  still  my  theme, 

While  ou  this  earth  I  stay ; 
I  '11  sing  my  Jesus'  lovely  name, 

When  all  things  else  decay. 

232  Offices  of  Christ.  C.  M 
'E  bless  the  Prophet  of  the  Lord, 

That  comes  with  truth  and  grace ; 
Jesus,  thy  Spirit  and  thy  Word, 
Shall  lead  us  in  thy  ways. 

2  We  reverence  our  High  Priest  above, 

Who  offered  up  his  blood, 
And  lives  to  carry  on  his  love 
By  pleading  with  our  God. 

3  We  honor  our  exalted  King ; 

How  sweet  are  his  commands ! 
He  guards  our  souls  from  hell  and  sin 
By  his  almighty  hands. 

233  -^  merciful  and  faithful  High  Priest.        C  M. 

Heb.  2 :  17. 

COME,  let  us  join  in  songs  of  praise 
To  our  ascended  Priest; 
He  entered  heaven  with  all  our  names 
Engraven  on  his  breast. 

2  On  earth  he  washed  our  guilt  away 

By  his  atoning  blood ; 
Now  he  appears  before  the  throne, 
And  pleads  our  cause  with  God. 

3  What  though  while  here  we  oft  must  feel 

Temptation's  keenest  dart; 
Our  tender  High  Priest  feels  it  too, 
And  will  appease  the  smart. 

4  Clothed  with  our  nature  still,  he  knows 

The  weakness  of  our  frame. 
And  how  to  shield  us  from  the  foes 
Which  he  himself  o'ercarae. 
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mS  MEDIATORIAL  REIGN. 

5  Nor  time  nor  distance  e'er  shall  quench 

The  fervor  of  his  love ; 
For  us  he  died  in  kindness  here, 
For  us  he  lives  above, 

6  0  may  we  ne'er  forget  his  grace, 

Nor  blush  to  wear  his  name ! 
Still  may  our  hearts  hold  fast  his  faith, 
Our  lips  his  praise  proclaim  ! 


23i  Children's  Hymn.  C.  M. 

"OSANNA !  raise  the  pealing  hymn 
To  David's  Son  and  Lord ; 
With  cherubim  and  seraphim 
Exalt  th^  incarnate  Word. 


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2  Hosanna !  Lord,  our  feeble  tongue 

No  lofty  strains  can  raise : 
But  thou  wilt  not  despise  the  young 
Who  meekly  chant  thy  praise. 

3  Hosanna !  Sovereign,  Prophet,  Priest, 

How  vast  thy  gifts,  how  free ! 
Thy  Blood,  our  life ;  thy  Word,  our  feast ; 
Thy  Name,  our  only  plea. 

4  Hosanna !  Master,  lo !  we  bring 

Our  offerings  to  thy  throne ; 
Not  gold,  nor  myrrh,  nor  mortal  thing, 
But  hearts  to  be  thine  own. 

5  Hosanna !  once  thy  gracious  ear 

Approved  a  lisping  throng ; 
Be  gracious  still,  and  deign  to  hear 
Our  poor  but  grateful  song. 

6  0  Saviour,  if,  redeemed  by  thee. 

Thy  temple  we  behold, 
Hosannas  tli rough  eternity 
We  '11  sing  to  harps  of  gold. 
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CHRIST : 

235  Consider— the  High  Priest,  etc.  C.  M. 

Heb.  3:  1. 

IVTOW  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 
J_i    Our  great  High  Priest  above, 
And  celebrate  his  constant  care 
And  sympathetic  love. 

2  Though  raised  to  heaven's  exalted  throne 

Where  angels  bow  around, 
And  high  o'er  all  the  hosts  of  light, 
With  matchless  honors  crowned — 

3  The  names  of  all  his  saints  he  bears 

Deep  graven  on  his  heart ; 
Nor  shall  the  weakest  Christian  say 
That  he  has  lost  his  part. 

4  Those  characters  shall  fair  abide, 

Our  everlasting  trust. 
When  gems,  and  monuments,  and  crowns, 
Have  moldered  down  to  dust. 

5  So,  gracious  Saviour,  on  my  breast 

May  thy  loved  name  be  worn — 
A  sacred  ornament  and  guard,*^ 
To  endless  ages  borne. 

236  Worthy  is  the  Lamb  that  was  slain.  C.  M. 

Rev.  5:  12. 

BEHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 
Amidst  his  Father's  throne  ; 
Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name, 
And  songs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet. 

The  church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

3  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain. 

Be  endless  blessings  paid; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain 
For  ever  on  thy  head ! 
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HIS  MEDIATORIAL  REIGN. 

4  Thou  hast  redeemed  our  souls  with  blood, 
Hast  set  the  prisoners  free, 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

237  Christ— all  in  all.  C.  M 

INFINITE  excellence  is  thine, 
Thou  lovely  Prince  of  Grace ! 
Thy  uncreated  beauties  shine 
With  never-fading  rays. 

2  Sinners  from  earth's  remotest  end 

Come  bending  at  thy  feet ; 
To  thee  their  prayers  and  praise  ascend, 
In  thee  their  wishes  meet. 

3  Thy  name,  as  precious  ointment  shed, 

Delights  the  church  around; 
Sweetly  the  sacred  odors  spread, 
And  purest  joys  abound. 

4  Millions  of  happy  spirits  live 

On  thy  exhaustless  store; 
From  thee  they  all  their  bliss  receive, 
And  still  thou  givest  more. 

5  Thou  art  their  triumph  and  their  joy; 

They  find  their  all  in  thee; 
Thy  glories  will  their  tongues  employ 
Through  all  eternity. 

238  -^^  died  for  our  sins.  C.  M. 

1  Cor.  15:  3. 

JESUS,  in  thy  transporting  name 
What  blissful  glories  rise  ! 
Jesus,  the  angels'  sweetest  theme — 
The  wonder  of  the  skies ! 

2  Well  might  the  skies  with  wonder  view 
A  love  so  strange  as  thine ! 
No  thought  of  angels  ever  knew 
Compassion  so  divine! 
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CHRIST: 

3  Jesus,  and  didst  thou  leave  the  sky 

To  bear  our  sins  and  woes  ? 
And  didst  thou  bleed,  and  groan,  and  die, 
For  vile  rebellious  foes  ? 

4  Victorious  love !  can  language  tell 

The  wonders  of  thy  power, 
Which  conquered  all  the  force  of  hell 
In  that  tremendous  hour ! 

5  What  glad  return  can  I  impart 

For  favors  so  divine  ? 
0  take  this  heart,  this  worthless  heart, 
And  make  it  only  thine ! 

239  The  Name  above  every  name.  C.  M. 

THE  Saviour !  0  what  endless  charms 
Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound ! 
Its  influence  every  fear  disarms. 
And  spreads  sweet  peace  around. 

2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joys  divine. 

In  rich  profusion  flow ; 
For  guilty  rebels,  lost  in  sin, 
And  doomed  to  endless  woe. 

3  Th'  almighty  Former  of  the  skies 

Stooped  to  our  vile  abode ; 
While  angels  viewed,  with  wondering  eyes, 
And  hailed  th'  incarnate  God. 

4  0  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine ! 

Of  bliss  a  boundless  store ! 
Blest  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine ; 
I  can  not  wish  for  more. 

5  On  thee,  alone,  my  hope  relies. 

Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall ; 
My  Lord,  my  life,  my  sacrifice, 
My  Saviour  and  ray  all. 
148 


HIS  MEDIATORIAL  REIGN. 

240  Se  suffered^  the  Just  for  the  unjust.  CM. 

1  Pet.  3  :  18. 

ALAS !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ? 
And  did  my  Sovereign  die? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity !  grace  unknown ! 
And  love  beyond  degree ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  God's  own  son  was  crucified 
For  man  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face 

While  his  dear  cross  appears, 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 

And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'el*  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe : 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away ; 
'T  is  all  that  I  can  do. 

241  Bememberme.  CM. 

JESUS,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend ; 
As  such  I  look  to  thee ; 
Now,  in  the  fullness  of  thy  love, 

0  Lord,  remember  me ! 

2  Remember  thy  pure  word  of  grace, 

Remember  Calvary; 
Remember  all  thy  promises,  , 

And  then  remember  me. 

3  Thou  mighty  Advocate  with  God! 

1  yield  myself  to  thee ; 

While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne, 
0  Lord,  remember  me ! 
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CimiST: 

4  I  own  I'm  guilty — own  I'm  vile ; 

Yet  thy  salvation 's  free ; 
Then,  in  thy  all-abounding  grace, 

0  Lord,  remember  me! 

5  Howe'er  forsaken  or  distressed, 

Howe'er  oppressed  I  be, 
Howe'er  afflicted  here  on  earth, 
Do  thou  remember  me ! 

6  And  when  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 

And  creature  helps  all  flee. 
Then,  0  my  great  Redeemer,  Lord, 

1  pray,  remember  me ! 

242  -^n  uncJiangeahle  priesthood.  C.  M 

Heb.  7  :  24. 

JESUS,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold 
A  thousand  glories  more 
Than  the  rich  gems  and  polished  gold 
The  sons  of  Aaron  wore. 

2  They  first  their  own  burnt-offerings  brought 

To  purge  themselves  from  sin : 
Thy  life  was  pure,  without  a  spot, 
And  all  thy  nature  clean. 

3  Fresh  blood,  as  constant  as  the  day. 

Was  on  their  altar  spilt; 
But  thy  one  offering  takes  away 
For  ever  all  our  guilt. 

4  Their  priesthood  ran  through  several  hands. 

For  mortal  was  their  race ; 
Thy  never-changing  office  stands 
Eternal  as  thy  days. 

5  Once,  in  the  circuit  of  a  year. 

With  blood,  but  not  his  own, 
Aaron  with  the  vail  appeared 
Before  the  golden  throne ; 
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HIS  MEDIATORIAL  REIGN". 

6  But  Christ,  with  his  own  precious  blood, 

Ascends  above  the  skies. 
And  in  the  presence  of  our  God 
Shows  his  own  sacrifice. 

7  Jesus,  the  King  of  glory,  reigns 

On  Zion's  holy  hill; 
Looks  like  a  lamb  that  had  been  slain, 
And  wears  his  priesthood  still. 

8  He  ever  lives  in  heaven  to  plead 

The  cause  which  cost  his  blood, 
And  saves  unto  the  utmost  those 
Who  by  him  come  to  God. 

243  Seis  Lord  of  all.  C.  M, 

Acts  10 :  36. 

H  OS  ANNA  to  our  conquering  King! 
All  hail  incarnate  Love! 
Ten  thousand  songs  and  glories  wait 
To  crown  thy  head  above. 
2  Thy  victories  and  thy  deathless  fame 
Through  all  the  world  shall  run, 
And  everlasting  ages  sing 
The  triumphs  thou  hast  won. 

244  Grace  is  poured  into  thy  lips.  C.  M. 

Psalm  45 :  2. 

0  JESUS!  King  most  wonderful! 
Thou  Conqueror  renowned ! 
Thou  Sweetness  most  ineffable ! 
In  whom  all  joys  are  found. 

2  May  every  heart  confess  thy  name, 

And  ever  thee  adore ; 
And  seeking  thee,  itself  inflame 
To  seek  thee  more  and  more. 

3  Thee  may  our  tongues  for  ever  bless, 

Thee  may  we  love  alone ; 
And  ever  in  our  lives  express 
The  image  of  thine  own. 
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CHEIST: 

24:5      Bise,  Lord,  let  thine  enemies  be  scattered.      C.  M. 

Num.  10  ;  35. 

JESUS,  immortal  King !  arise, 
Assert  thy  rightful  sway, 
Till  earth,  subdued,  its  tribute  brings, 
And  distant  lands  obey. 

2  Ride  forth,  victorious  Conqueror!  ride, 

Till  all  thy  foes  submit. 
And  all  the  powers  of  hell  resign 
Their  trophies  at  thy  feet. 

3  Send  forth  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
Till  every  soul  beneath  the  sun 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound. 

4  From  sea  to  sea,  from  shore  to  shore, 

May  Jesus  be  adored ! 
And  earth,  with  all  her  millions,  shout 
Hosannas  to  the  Lord. 

24:6  ^^6  shadow  of  a.  great  rock,  etc.  C.  M. 

Isaiah  32 :  2. 

HE  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known, 
And  bore  our  sins  and  pains. 
Now  seated  on  th'  eternal  throne, 
The  Lord  of  glory  reigns. 

2  His  hands  the  wheels  of  nature  guide 

With  sure,  unerring  skill. 
And  countless  worlds,  extended  wide, 
Obey  his  sovereign  will. 

3  While  harps  unnumbered  sound  his  praise 

In  yonder  worlds  above. 
His  saints  on  earth  admire  his  ways, 
And  glory  in  his  love. 

4  This  land  through  which  his  pilgrims  go. 

Is  desolate  and  dry; 
But  streams  of  grace  from  him  o'erflow, 
Their  thirst  to  satisfy. 
152 


HIS  MEDIATORIAL  REIGN. 

5  When  troubles,  like  a  burning  sun, 

Beat  heavy  on  their  bead, 
To  this  high  Rock  for  rest  they  run, 
And  find  a  pleasing  shade. 

6  How  glorious  he,  how  happy  they 

In  such  a  generous  friend. 
Whose  love  secures  them  all  the  way, 
And  crowns  them  at  the  end. 


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247  y<?  are  complete  in  Mm.  C.  M. 

Col.  2:  10. 

OW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
In  a  believer's  ear; 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear ! 

It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole. 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast; 

Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul. 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

By  thee  my  prayers  acceptance  gain, 

Although  with  sin  defiled; 
Satan  accuses  me  in  vain, 

And  I  am  owned  a  child. 

Jesus,  my  Shepherd,  Guardian,  Friend, 
My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 

My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart. 
And  cold  my  warmest  thought; 

But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I  '11  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

Till  then,  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 

With  every  fleeting  breath  ; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 

Refresh  my  soul  in  death ! 
153 


CHEIST: 

248  The  true  and  living  Way.  C.  M. 

THOU  art  the  Way — to  thee  alone 
From  sin  and  death  we  flee ; 
And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek, 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  by  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth — thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart; 
Thou  only  canst  inform  the  mind. 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life — the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conquering  arm ; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee. 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life ; 

Grant  us  that  way  to  know. 
That  truth  to  keep,  that  life  to  win, 
Whose  joys  eternal  flow. 

249  Blessed  are  all  they,  etc.  C.  M. 

Psalm  2:  12. 


Y  Saviour!  my  almighty  Friend! 


lu.  When  I  begin  thy  praise, 

Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end — 

The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 
Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust ; 

Thy  goodness  I  adore ; 
And  since  I  knew  thy  graces  first, 

I  speak  thy  glories  more. 
My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celestial  road ; 
And  march,  with  courage,  in  thy  strength. 

To  see  my  Father  God. 
How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  victories  of  my  King ! 
My  soul,  redeemed  from  sin  and  hell, 

Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 
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HIS  MEDIATORIAL  REIGN. 

250  Chief  amon-g  ten  thousand.  C.  M. 

MAJESTIC  sweetness  sits  enthroned 
Upon  the  Saviour's  brow ; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crowned, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

2  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare 

Among  the  sons  of  men; 
Fairer  is  he  than  alLthe  fair 
Who  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

3  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

And  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  giief 

4  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath. 

And  all  the  joys  I  have ! 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death. 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

5  To  heaven,  the  place  of  his  abode. 

He  brings  my  weary  feet ; 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 
And  makes  my  joys  complete. 

6  Since  from  thy  bounty  I  receive 

Such  proofs  of  love  divine. 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give. 
Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine. 

251  Altogether  lovely.  C  M. 

JESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name; 
'Tis  music  to  my  ear; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 
That  all  the  earth  might  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 
My  transport  and  my  trust; 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys. 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 
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CHRIST : 

3  All  that  my  ardent  soul  can  wish 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet; 
Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there; 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

5  I  '11  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name 

With  my  last  laboring  breath ; 
And,  dying,  triumph  in  thy  cross — 
The  antidote  of  death. 

252         Hooked — and  there  was  none  to  help.        C.  M. 

Isaiah  63 :  5. 

PLUNGED  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glimmering  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 
He  saw,  and — 0 !  amazing  love ! 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above. 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled, 
Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh. 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  0!  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break  ; 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 

5  Angels !  assist  our  mighty  joys ; 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold; 
But,  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 
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HIS  MEDIATORIAL  REIGN. 

253  A  fountain  for  sin.  CM. 

Zech.  13 :  1. 

THERE  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood 
Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins ; 
And  sinners  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Loose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day; 
And  there  have  I,  as  vile  as  he, 
Washed  all  my  sins  away. 

3  0  Lamb  of  God,  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  Church  of  God 
Be  saved  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since  by  faith  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply. 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme. 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

5  And  when  this  lisping,  stammering  tongue 

Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 
Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
I  '11  sing  thy  power  to  save. 

254  -Se  shall  save  his  people  from  their  sins.       CM. 

Matt.  1:  21. 

SALVATION!  0  the  joyful  sound; 
'T  is  pleasure  to  our  ears ; 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin. 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay ; 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine. 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around ;   _ 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 
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CHEIST: 

255  The  Reign  of  Christ.  C.  M. 

LET  earth,  with  every  isle  and  sea, 
Rejoice ;  the  Saviour  reigns : 
His  word,  like  fire,  prepares  his  way. 
And  mountains  melt  to  plains. 

2  His  presence  sinks  the  proudest  hills 

And  makes  the  valleys  rise ; 
The  humble  soul  enjoys  his  smiles. 
The  haughty  sinner  dies. 

3  Adoring  angels,  at  his  birth. 

Made  our  Redeemer  known ; 
Thus  shall  he  come  to  judge  the  earth, 
And  angels  guard  his  throne. 

4  His  foes  shall  tremble  at  his  sight, 

And  hills  and  seas  retire ; 
His  children  take  their  upward  flight. 
And  leave  the  world  on  fire. 

5  The  seeds  of  joy  and  glory  sown 

For  saints  in  darkness  here, 
Shall  rise  and  spring  in  worlds  unknown, 
And  a  rich  harvest  bear. 

256  Thou  hast  put  all  things  under  his  feet.  C.  H.  M. 

Heb.  2:  8. 

0  NORTH,  with  all  thy  vales  of  green, 
0  South,  with  all  thy  palms. 
From  peopled  towns,  and  fields  between. 

Uplift  the  voice  of  psalms ; 
Raise,  ancient  East,  the  anthem  high. 
And  let  the  youthful  West  reply. 

2  Lo !  in  the  clouds  of  heaven  appears 
God's  well-belov6d  Son ; 
He  brings  a  train  of  brighter  years — 

His  kingdom  is  begun : 
He  comes,  a  guilty  world  to  bless 
With  mercy,  truth  and  righteousness. 
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HIS  MEDIATORIAL  EEIGN. 

3  0  Father,  haste  the  promised  hour 

When  at  his  feet  shall  lie 
All  rule,  authority,  and  power, 

Beneath  the  ample  sky, 
When  he  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole, 
The  Lord  of  every  human  soul. 

4  When  all  shall  heed  the  words  he  said, 

Amid  their  d^ily  cares. 
And  by  the  loving  life  he  led 

Shall  strive  to  pattern  theirs ; 
And  he  who  conquered  Death  shall  win, 
The  mighty  conquest  over  Sin. 
257  The  only  foundation.  C.  P.  M. 

HAD  I  ten  thousand  gifts  beside, 
I  'd  cleave  to  Jesus  crucified. 
And  build  on  him  alone ; 
For  no  foundation  is  there  given 
On  which  to  place  my  hopes  of  heaven, 
But  Christ,  the  corner-stone. 

2  Possessing  Christ  I  all  possess, 
Wisdom,  and  strength,  and  righteousness, 

And  holiness  complete ; 
Bold  in  his  name,  I  dare  draw  nigh 
Before  the  Ruler  of  the  sky. 

And  all  his  justice  meet. 

3  There  is  no  path  to  heavenly  bliss. 
To  solid  joy  or  lasting  peace. 

But  Christ,  th'  appointed  road ; 
0  may  we  tread  the  sacred  way. 
By  faith  rejoice,  and  praise,  and  pray, 

Till  we  sit  down  with  God  ! 

4  The  types  and  shadows  of  the  word 
Unite  in  Christ,  the  Man,  the  Lord, 

The  Saviour  kind  and  true; 
0  may  we  still  his  word  believe. 
And  all  his  promises  receive, 

And  all  his  precepts  do. 
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CHRIST: 

5  As  he  above  for  ever  lives, 
And  life  to  dying  mortals  gives, 

Eternal  and  divine ; 
0  may  bis  Spirit  in  me  dwell ! 
Then,  saved  from  sin,  and  death,  and  hell, 
Eternal  life  is  mine. 

258  -^^^  w^  iiks  sheep  have  gone  astray.  S.  M. 

Isaiah.  53  :  6. 

LIKE  sheep  we  went  astray. 
And  broke  the  fold  of  God ; 
Each  wandering  in  a  different  way, 
But  all  the  downward  road. 

2  How  dreadful  was  the  hour 

When  God  our  wanderings  laid, 
And  did  at  once  his  vengeance  pour 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  head. 

3  How  glorious  was  the  grace 

When  Christ  sustained  the  stroke  ! 
His  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pays, 
A  ransom  for  the  flock. 

4  But  God  hath  raised  his  head 

O'er  all  the  sons  of  men. 
And  made  him  see  a  numerous  seed 
To  recompense  his  pain. 

259  'Seen  of  angels.  S.  M. 

1  Tim.  3  :  16. 

BEYOND  the  starry  skies. 
Far  as  th'  eternal  hills. 
Yon  heaven  of  heavens,  with  living  light. 
Our  great  Redeemer  fills. 

2  Around  him  angels  fair, 

In  countless  armies  shine; 
And  ever,  in  exalted  lays. 
They  offer  songs  divine. 
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HIS  MEDIATORIAL  REIGN. 

3  "Hail,  Prince  of  life!"  they  cry, 

"Whose  unexampled  love 
Moved  thee  to  quit  those  glorious  realms 
And  royalties  above." 

4  And  when  he  stooped  to  earth, 

And  suffered  rude  disdain, 
They  cast  their  honors  at  his  feet. 
And  waited  in  his  train. 

5  They  saw  him  on  the  cross. 

While  darkness  vailed  the  skies ; 
And  when  he  burst  the  gates  of  death, 
They  saw  the  Conqueror  rise. 

6  They  thronged  his  chariot  wheels. 

And  bore  him  to  his  throne; 
Then  swept  their  golden  harps  and  sung — 
"  The  glorious  work  is  done." 

260  -^^d  t^^y  sung  a  new  song.  8s  &  5s. 

Rev.  14  :  3. 

SING  of  Jesus,  sing  for  ever 
Of  the  love  that  changes  never ! 
Who,  or  what,  from  him  can  sever 
Those  he  makes  his  own? 

2  With  his  blood  the  Lord  hath  bought  them, 
When  they  knew  him  not,  he  sought  them. 
And  from  all  their  wanderings  brought  them ; 

His  the  praise  alone. 

3  Through  the  desert  Jesus  leads  them, 
With  the  bread  of  heaven  he  feeds  them, 
And  through  all  their  way  he  speeds  them 

To  their  home  above. 

4  There  they  see  the  Lord  who  bought  them, 
Him  who  came  from  heaven  and  sought  them, 
Him  who  by  his  Spirit  taught  them. 

Him  they  serve  and  love. 
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CHRIST : 
2G1  -^wi  that  rock  was  Christ.  7s,  6  linei 

1  Cor.  10:  4. 

lOCK  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  riven  side  which  flowed. 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure ; 
Cleanse  "me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 

2  Not  the  labor  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfill  the  law's  demands ; 
Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know. 
Could  my  tears  for  ever  flow. 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone; 
Thou  must  save  and  thou  alone. 

3  Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring. 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling; 
Naked,  come  to  thee  for  dress ; 
Helpless,  look  to  thee  for  grace ; 
Foul,  I  to  the  fountain  fly ; 
Wash  me.  Saviour,  or  I  die. 

4  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath. 
When  my  heart-strings  break  in  death, 
When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown. 

See  thee  on  thy  judgment  throne. 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  lor  me. 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

262  -^  covert  from  the  storm.  7s,  double. 

Isaiah  4 :  6. 

JESUS,  lover  of  my  soul. 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high ; 
Hide  me,  0  my  Saviour,  hide. 
Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past. 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 
0  receive  my  soul  at  last. 
162 


HIS  MEDIATOEIAL  REIGN. 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee ! 
Leave,  0  leave  me  not  alone. 

Still  support  and  comfort  me : 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed. 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring. 
Cover  my  defenseless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all  I  want. 

Boundless  love  in  thee  I  find ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

Prince  of  Peace  and  Righteousness ; 
Most  unworthy.  Lord,  I  am. 

Thou  art  full  of  love  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sins ; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art. 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee ; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rise  to  all  eternity. 
263  Friend  of  sinners.  8s,  7s  &  4. 

ONE  there  is  above  all  others. 
Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend ; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's. 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end; 

Hallelujah ! 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 
2  Which  of  all  our  friends  to  save  us. 
Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood? 
But  this  Saviour  died,  to  have  us 
Reconciled  in  him  to  God. 

Hallelujah ! 
Reconciled  in  him  to  God. 
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CHRIST. 

3  When  he  lived  on  earth  abas6d, 
Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name; 
Now  above  all  glory  raised, 
He  rejoices  in  the  same ; 

Hallelujah ! 
He  rejoices  in  the  same. 
264:  The  Rock  that  is  higher  than  I.  lis. 

IN"  seasons  of  grief  to  my  God  I  '11  repair,       [care : 
When  my  heart  is  o'erwhelmed  with  sorrow  and 
From  the  end  of  the  earth  unto  thee  will  I  cry, 
Lead  me  to  the  Eock  that  is  higher  than  I! 
Higher  than  I,  higher  than  I, 
Lead  me  to  the  Eock  that  is  higher  than  L 

2  When  Satan  the  tempter  comes  in  like  a  flood 
To  drive  my  poor  soul  from  the  fountain  of  good, 
I  '11  pray  to  the  Lord  who  for  sinners  did  die — 
Lead  me  to  the  Rock  that  is  higher  than  I. 

3  And  when  I  have  finished  my  pilgrimage  here, 
Complete  in  Christ's  righteousness  I  shall  appear, 
In  the  swellings  of  Jordan,  all  dangers  defy, 
And  look  to  the  Eock  that  is  higher  than  I. 

4  And  when  Uje  last  trumpet  shall  sound  thro'  the  skies, 
And  the  dead  from  the  dust  of  the  earth  shall  arise, 
Transported  I'll  join  with  the  ransomed  on  high. 
To  praise  the  great  Eock  that  is  higher  than  I ! 

Higher  than  I,  higher  than  1, 
To  praise  the  great  Eock  that  is  higher  than  I. 

265                      ^  (^ni  Alpha  and  Omega.  6s  &  4  s. 

CLING  to  the  mighty  One,  Ps.  Ixxxix.  19. 

Cling  in  thy  grief;  Heb.  xii,  11. 

Cling  to  the  Holy  One,  Heb.  vii.  26. 

He  gives  relief;  Ps.  cxvi.  8. 

Cling  to  the  Gracious  One,  Ps.  cxvi.  5, 

Cling  in  thy  pain,  Ps.  Iv.  4. 

Cling  to  the  Faithful  One,  1  Thess.  v.  24. 

He  will  sustain.  Ps.  xxviii.  8. 

2  Cling  to  the  Living  One,  Heb.  vii.  25. 

Cling  in  thy  woe,  Ps.  Ixxxvi.  7. 

Cling  to  the  Loving  One  1  John  iv.  16. 
Through  all  below;          Romans  viii,  38,  39. 
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Cling  to  the  Pardoning  One,  Is.  Iv.  7. 

He  speaketh  peace;  John  xiv.  27. 

Cling  to  the  Healing  One,  Exod.  xv.  26. 

Anguish  shall  cease.  Ps.cxvi.  8. 

,3  Cling  to  the  Bleeding  One,  1  John  i.  7. 

Cling  to  his  side;  John  xx.  27. 

Cling  to  the  Risen  One,  Rom.  vi.  9. 

In  him  abide;           ^  John  xv.  4. 

Cling  to  the  Coming  One,  Rev.  xxii.  20. 

Hope  shall  arise ;  Titus  ii.  13. 

Cling  to  the  Reigning  One,  Eph.  i.  20-23. 

Joy  lights  thine  eyes.  Ps.  xvi.  11. 

THE   GOSPEL— THE  PROCLAMATION. 

266  The  Christian  banner.  L.  M. 

rpHE  Christian  banner !  dread  no  loss 

JL   Where  that  broad  ensign  floats  unrolled; 

But  let  the  fair  and  sacred  cross 

Blaze  out  from  every  radiant  fold : 
Stern  foes  arise,  a  countless  throng. 

Loud  as  the  storms  of  Kara's  sea. 
But  though  the  strife  be  fierce  and  long, 

That  cross  shall  wave  in  victory. 

2  Sound  the  shrill  trumpet,  sound,  and  call 

The  people  of  the  mighty  King, 
And  bid  them  keep  that  standard  all 

In  martial  thousands  gathering: 
Let  them  come  forth  from  every  clime 

That  lies  beneath  the  circling  sun. 
Various,  as  flowers  in  that  sweet  clime 

Where  flowers  are,  in  heart,  but  one. 

3  Soldiers  of  heaven !  take  sword  and  shield, 

Look  up  to  him  who  rules  on  high. 
And  forward  to  the  glorious  field,' 
Where  noble  martyrs  bleed  and  die; 
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THE  GOSPEL: 

Press  onward,  scorning  flight  or  fear, 
As  deep  waves  burst  on  Norway's  coast, 

And  let  the  startled  nations  hear 
The  war-shout  of  the  Christian  host. 

4  Lift  up  the  banner :  rest  no  more, 

Nor  let  this  righteous  warfare  cease. 
Till  man's  last  tribe  shall  bow  before 

The  Lord  of  lords — the  Prince  of  Peace : 
Go !  bear  it  forth,  ye  strong  and  brave ; 

Let  not  those  bright  folds  once  be  furled, 
Till  that  high  sun  shall  see  them  wave 

Above  a  blest  but  conquered  world. 

267  The  Spirit  of  the  Lord,  etc.       '         L.  M. 

Isaiah  59  :  19. 

FLING  out  the  banner !  let  it  float 
Sky-ward  and  sea-ward,  high  and  wide : 
The  sun,  that  lights  its  shining  folds. 
The  cross,  on  which  the  Saviour  died. 

2  Fling  out  the  banner !  angels  bend. 

In  anxious  silence,  o'er  the  sign ; 
And  vainly  seek  to  comprehend 
The  wonder  of  the  love  divine. 

3  Fling  out  the  banner!  heathen  lands 

Shall  see,  from  far,  the  glorious  sight, 
And  nations,  crowding  to  be  born. 
Baptize  their  spirits  in  its  light. 

4  Fling  out  the  banner !  sin-sick  souls,  . 

That  sink  and  perish  in  the  strife, 
Shall  touch  in  faith  its  radiant  hem. 
And  spring  immortal  into  life. 

5  Fling  out  the  banner !  let  it  float 

Sky-ward  and  sea-ward,  high  and  wide ; 
Our  glory,  only  in  the  cross ; 
Our  only  hope,  the  Crucified. 
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THE  PROCLAMATIOK 

6  Fling  out  the  banner!  wide  and  high, 
Sea- ward  and  sky-ward,  let  it  shine ; 
Nor  skill,  nor  might,  nor  merit,  ours; 
We  conquer  only  in  that  sign. 

'268  The  power  of  God  unto  salvation.  L.  M. 

Rom.  1  :  16. 

GOD,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eteri^al  counsels  known ; 
'T  is  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2  Here  sinners  of  a  humble  frame 

May  taste  his  grace  and  learn  his  name ; 
'T  is  writ  in  characters  of  blood, 
Severely  just — immensely  good. 

3  Here  Jesus,  in  ten  thousand  ways. 
His  soul-attracting  charms  displays ; 
Recounts  his  poverty  and  pains. 
And  tells  his  love  in  melting  strains. 

4  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 

Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye — 
Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage, 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage! 

269  Pentecost.  L.  M. 

Acts  2. 

GREAT  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great, 
When  the  beloved  disciples  met ; 
And  on  their  heads  the  Spirit  came, 
And  sat  like  tongues  of  cloven  flame. 

2  What  gifts,  what  miracles  he  gave ! 
The  power  to  kill,  the  power  to  save, 
Furnished  their  tongues  with  wondrous  words, 
Instead  of  shields,  and  spears,  and  swords. 

3  Thus  armed,  he  sent  the  champions  forth, 
From  east  to  west,  from  south  to  north ; 
Go,  and  assert  your  Saviour's  cause — 
Go,  spread  the  mystery  of  the  cross ! 

167 


THE  GOSPEL: 

4  These  weapons  of  the  holy  war, 
Of  what  almighty  force  they  are 

To  make  our  stubborn  passions  bow, 
And  lay  the  proudest  rebel  low ! 

5  The  Greeks  and  Jews,  the  learned  and  rude, 
Are  by  these  heavenly  arms  subdued; 
While  Satan  rages  at  his  loss. 

And  hates  the  doctrine  of  the  cross. 

270  Bow  beautiful  are  the  feet,  etc.  S.  M 

Rom.  10 :  15. 

HOW  beauteous  are  their  feet 
Who. stand  on  Zion's  hill! 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues. 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice ! 

How  sweet  the  tidings  are ! 
"  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King, 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for. 
And  sought,  but  never  found ! 

A  How  bless6d  are  our  eyes 

That  see  this  heavenly  light! 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad ; 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

168 


THE  PROCLAMATION. 

271  Power  of  God's  icord.  S.  M. 

BEHOLD,  the  morning  sun 
Begins  his  glorious  way; 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  light  and  life  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 

It  spreads  diviner  light ; 
It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word ! 

And  all  thy  judgments  just ! 
For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  we  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given ! 
0,  may  I  never  read  in  vain. 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 

272  The  gospel  trumpet.  8s&7s. 

HARK !  how  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds ! 
Through  all  the  world  the  echo  bounds ! 
And  Jesus,  by  redeeming  blood, 
Is  bringing  sinners  back  to  God, 
And  guides  them  safely  by  his  word 
To  endless  day. 

2  Hail,  Jesus!  all  victorious. Lord! 
Be  thou  by  all  mankind  adored ! 
For  us  didst  thou  the  fight  maintain, 
And  o'er  our  foes  the  victory  gain. 
That  we  with  thee  might  ever  reign 

In  endless  day. 

3  Fight  on,  ye  conquering  souls,  fight  on, 
And  when  the  conquest  you  have  won. 
Then  palms  of  victory  you  shall  bear. 
And  in  his  kingdom  have  a  share. 
And  crowns  of  glory  ever  wear. 

In  endless  da  v. 
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THE  GOSPEL: 

4  There  we  shall  iu  full  chorus  join, 
,    With  saints  and  angels  all  combine 
To  sing  of  his  redeeming  love, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 
And  this  shall  be  our  theme  above, 
In  endless  day. 
273  The  year  of  jubilee.  H.  M. 

BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
The  gladly-solemn  sound; 
Let  all  the  nations  know. 

To  earth's  remotest  bound. 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  sin-atoning  Lamb ; 
Redemption  by  his  blood. 

Through  all  the  lands,  proclaim : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

3  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 

Your  liberty  receive. 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell. 

And  blest  in  Jesus  live : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

4  The  gospel  trumpet  hear. 

The  news  of  pardoning  grace : 
Ye  happy  souls,  draw  near; 

Behold  your  Saviour's  face : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return-,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

5  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Has  full  atonement  made ; 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest ; 

Ye  mourning  souls,  be  glad: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 
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THE  PEOCLAMATION. 

274  The  royal  proclamation.  8s,  peculiar. 

HEAR  the  royal  proclamation, 
The  glad  tidings  of  salvation, 
Publishing  to  every  creature. 
To  the  ruined  sons  of  nature, 

Jesus  reigns — he  reigns  victorious. 
Over  heaven  and  earth  most  glorious ! 
Jesus  reigns. 

2  See  the  royal  banners  flying. 
Hear  the  heralds  loudly  crying: 
"Rebel  sinners,  royal  favor 
Now  is  offered  by  the  Saviour." 

3  Here  is  wine,  and  milk,  and  honey, 
Come  and  purchase  without  money, 
Mercy  like  a  flowing  fountain 
Streaming  from  the  holy  mountain. 

4  Shout,  you  tongues  of  every  nation. 
To  the  bounds  of  the  creation, 
Shout  the  praise  of  Judah's  Lion, 
The  almighty  King  of  Zion. 

5  Shout,  0  saints !  make  joyful  mention, 
Christ  has  purchased  our  redemption ; 
Angels,  shout  the  joyful  story. 
Through  the  brighter  worlds  of  glory. 


275  Jlolding  fortJi  the  word  of  life.  6s  &4s. 

Phil.  2:  16. 

SOUND,  sound  the  truth  abroad! 
Bear  ye  the  word  of  God 
Through  the  wide  world ; 
Tell  what  our  Lord  has  done, 
Tell  how  the  day  is  won. 
Tell  from  his  lofty  throne 
Satan  is  hurled. 

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THE  GOSPEL: 

Far  over  sea  and  land, 

Go  at  your  Lord's  command, 

Bear  ye  his  name ; 
Bear  it  to  every  shore, 
Regions  unknown  explore. 
Enter  at  every  door; 

Silence  is  shame. 

Speed  on  the  wings  of  love; 
Jesus  who  reigns  above 

Bids  us  to  fly; 
They  who  his  message  bear 
Should  neither  doubt  nor  fear; 
He  will  their  friend  appear. 

He  will  be  nigh. 

When  on  the  mighty  deep. 
He  will  their  spirits  keep, 

Stayed  on  his  word; 
When  in  a  foreign  land. 
No  other  friend  at  hand, 
Jesus  will  by  them  stand, 

Jesus  their  Lord. 


•INVITATIONS. 

276         Haste  thee;  escape  tMther.        L.  M.  peculiar. 

Gen.  19 :  22. 

HASTE,  traveler,  haste !  the  night  comes  on, 
And  many  a  shining  hour  is  gone ; 
The  storm  is  gathering  in  the  west, 
And  thou  art  far  from  home  and  rest : 
Haste,  traveler,  haste ! 

2  Awake,  awake !  pursue  thy  way 

With  steady  course,  while  yet  't  is  day ; 
While  thou  art  sleeping  on  the  ground. 
Danger  and  darkness  gather  round; 
Haste,  traveler,  haste! 
172 


INVITATIONS. 

3  The  rising  tempest  sweeps  the  sky ; 
The  rains  descend,  the  winds  are  high ; 
The  waters  swell,  and  death  and  fear 
Beset  thy  path ;  no  refuge  near : 

Haste,  traveler,  haste ! 

4  Haste,  while  a  shelter  you  may  gain — 
A  covert  from  the  wind  and  rain ; 

A  hiding-place,  a  rest,  a  home — 
A  refuge  from  the  wrath  to  come : 
Haste,  traveler,  haste ! 

5  Then  linger  not  in  all  the  plain ; 
Flee  for  thy  life — the  mountain  gain ; 
Look  not  behind,  make  no  delay ; 

0,  speed  thee,  speed  thee  on  thy  way ! 
Haste,  traveler,  haste ! 

277  The  night  cometh.  L.  M. 

John  9:  4. 

WHILE  life  prolongs  its  precious  light, 
Mercy  is  found,  and  peace  is  given ; 
But  soon,  ah !  soon,  approaching  night 
Shall  blot  out  every  hope  of  heaven. 

2  While  God  invites,  how  blest  the  day ! 

How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound ! 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  0  haste  away. 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 

3  Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing. 

Shall  death  command  you  to  the  grave. 
Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring. 
And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 

4  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair. 

No  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise ; 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer. 
Nor  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies. 
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THE  GOSPEL: 

5  Now  God  invites,  how  blest  the  day ! 

How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound ! 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  0  haste  away. 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 

278  Come  unto  me.  L.  M. 

Matt.  11:  28. 

WITH  tearful  eyes  I  look  around ; 
Life  seems  a  dark  and  stormy  sea; 
Yet  midst  the  gloom  I  hear  a  sound, 
A  heavenly  whisper.  Come  to  me ! 

2  It  tells  me  of  a  place  of  rest ; 

It  tells  me  where  my  soul  may  flee : 
0 !  to  the  weary,  faint,  opprest, 

How  sweet  the  bidding,  Come  to  me ! 

3  Come,  for  all  else  must  fail  and  die ; 

Earth  is  no  resting-place  for  thee ; 
To  heaven  direct  thy  weeping  eye ; 
I  am  thy  portion ;  Come  to  me ! 

4  0  voice  of  mercy,  voice  of  love ! 

In  conflict,  grief,  and  agony. 
Support  me,  cheer  me  from  above, 
And  gently  whisper,  Come  to  me ! 

279  To-day,  if  you  will  hear  his  voice.  L.  M. 

Heb.  4:  7. 

TO-DAY,  if  you  will  hear  his  voice. 
Now  is  the  time  to  make  your  choice; 
Say  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go  ? 
S9,y,  will  you  come  to  Christ  or  no  ? 

2  Say,  will  you  be  for  ever  blest. 
And  with  this  glorious  Jesus  rest  ? 
Will  you  be  saved  from  guilt  and  pain  ? 
Will  you  with  Christ  for  ever  reign  ? 

3  Make  now  your  choice,  and  halt  no  more ; 
He  now  is  waiting  for  the  poor : 

Say,  now,  poor  souls,  what  will  you  do  ? 
Say,  will  you  come  to  Christ  or  no  ? 
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mVITATIONS. 

4  Fathers  and  sons  for  ruin  bound, 
Amidst  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
Come,  go  with  us,  and  seek  to  prove 
The  joys  of  Christ's  redeeming  love. 

5  Matrons  and  maids,  we  look  to  you ; 
Are  you  resolved  to  perish,  too  ? 

To  rush  in  carnal  pleasures  on. 
And  sink  in  flaming  ruin  down  ? 

6  Once  more  we  ask  you  in  his  name, 
(We  know  his  love  remains  the  same), 
Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go  ? 
Say,  will  you  come  to  Christ  or  no  ? 

280  -^n  evening  expostulation.  L.  M, 

ODO  not  let  the  word  depart, 
)  And  close  thine  eye  against  the  light ; 
Poor  sinner,  Jiarden  not  thy  heart ;    " 

Thou  wouldst  be  saved ;  why  not  to-night  ? 

2  To-morrow's  sun  may  never  rise 

To  bless  thy  long  deluded  sight  j 
This  is  the  time ;  0,  then  be  wise ! 

Thou  wouldst  be  saved ;  why  not  to-night  ? 

3  Our  God  in  pity  lingers  still; 

And  wilt  thou  thus  his  love  requite  ? 
Renounce  at  length  thy  stubborn  will ; 

Thou  wouldst  be  saved  j  why  not  to-night  ? 

4  Our  blessed  Lord  refuses  none 

Who  would  to  him  their  souls  unite ; 
Then  be  the  work  of  grace  begun : 

Thou  wouldst  be  saved ;  why  not  to-night  ? 

281  Inviting.  L.  M. 

COME,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed, 
Come  and  accept  the  promised  rest; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey. 
And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 
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THE  GOSrEL: 

2  Oppressed  with  guilt,  a  heavy  load, 
0 !  come  and  bow  before  your  God ; 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love, 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows 

To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes; 

Pardon,  and  life,  and  endless  peace — 

How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace !  ; 

•t  Lord,  we  accept  with  thankful  heart 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart : 
We  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  thy  kind  inviting  voice. 

282  One  thing  needful.  L.  M. 

WHY  will  ye  waste  on  trifling  cares 
That  life  which  God's  con^assion  spares; 
While,  in  the  various  range  of  thought, 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot  ? 

2  Shall  God  invite  you  from  above  ? 
Shall  Jesus  urge  his  dying  love  ? 

Shall  troubled  conscience  give  you  pain  ? 
And  all  these  pleasi  unite  in  vain  ? 

3  Not  so  your  eyes  will  always  view 
Those  objects  which  you  now  pursue: 
Not  so  will  heaven  and  hell  appear 
When  death's  decisive  hour  is  near. 

4  Almighty  God!  thy  power  impart; 
Fix  deep  conviction  on  each  heart; 
Nor  let  us  waste  on  trifling  cares 
That  life  which  thy  compassion  spares. 

283  ^/i6  broad  and  the  narroiv  way.  L.  M. 

Matt.  7  :  13,  14. 

BROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death ; 
And  thousands  walk  together  there ; 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path. 
With  here  and  there  a  traveler. 

176 


INVITATIONS. 

2  "  Deny  thyself,  and  take  thy  cross," 

Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command; 
Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 

3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 

And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteemed  almost  a  saint, 

And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Lord,  let  my  hopes  be  not  in  vain, 

Create  my  heart  entirely  new ; 
This  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain ; 
This  false  apostates  never  knew. 

284  Ecclesiastes  9:  10.  L.  M 

LIFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  time  t'  insure  the  great  reward ; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
0  hasten,  sinner,  to  return ! 

2  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  has  given 
To  'scape  from  hell  and  fly  to  heaven, 
The  day  of  grace,  when  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

3  The  living  know  that  they  must  die, 
Beneath  the  clods  their  dust  must  lie ; 
Then  have  no  share  in  all  that 's  done 
Beneath  the  circle  of  the  sun. 

4  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands,  with  all  your  might  pursue : 
Since  no  device  nor  work  is  found, 

Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

5  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  passed 
In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste ; 
0  may  we  all  receive  thy  grace, 
And  see  with  joy  thy  smiling  face. 

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THE  GOSPEL: 

285  Come,  for  all  things  are  now  ready.  L.  M. 

Luke  14 :  17. 

COME,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast ; 
0,  do  no  longer  stay; 
Let  every  soul  be  Jesus'  guest, 
0,  do  no  longer  stay  away! 

CHORUS. 

0,  do  no  longer  stay  away. 
For  now  your  Saviour  calls, 
And  the  gospel  sounds  the  jubilee ; 
0,  do  no  longer  stay  away. 

2  Hark !  't  is  the  Saviour's  gracious  call, 
The  invitation  is  to  all ; 

Come,  all  the  world — come,  sinner,  thou — 
All  things  in  Christ  are  ready  now. 

3  Come,  all  you  souls  by  sin  oppressed, 
You  weary  wanderers  after  rest ; 

You  poor  and  maimed,  and  halt  and  blind. 
In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find. 

4  The  message,  as  from  God,  receive — 
You  all  may  come  to  Christ  and  live ; 
0  let  his  love  your  hearts  constrain, 
Nor  suffer  him  to  call  in  vain. 

5  This  is  the  time — no  more  delay; 
The  Saviour  calls  you  all  to-day : 
0  may  his  call  effectual  prove  1 
Accept  the  offers  of  his  love ! 

286  Hear  and  your  soul  shall  live.  C.  M. 

Isaiah  55 :  3. 

LET  every  mortal  ear  attend. 
And  every  heart  rejoice ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice : 
2  Ho !  all  you  hungry,  starving  souls. 
Who  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind. 
178 


INVITATIONS. 

3  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho !  you  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die. 
Here  may  you  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  a  rich  ocean  join ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

6  Great  God!  the  treasures  of  thy  love 

Are  everlasting  mines. 
Deep  as  our  helpless  miseries  are, 
And  boundless  as  our  sins. 

7  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day : 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies. 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 

287  For  there  is  no  difference.  C.  M. 

Rom.  10:  12. 

OW  free  and  boundless  is  the  grace 
Of  our  redeeming  God  ! 
Extending  to  the  Greek  and  Jew, 
And  men  of  every  blood. 

2  Come,  all  you  wretched  sinners,  come. 
He  '11  form  your  souls  anew ; 

His  gospel  and  his  heart  have  room 
For  rebels  such  as  you. 

3  His  doctrine  is  almighty  love; 
There  's  virtue  in  his  name 

To  turn  a  raven  to  a  dove, 
A  lion  to  a  lamb. 
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THE  GOSPEL: 

4  Come,  then,  accept  the  offered  grace, 
And  make  no  more  delay; 
His  love  will  all  your  guilt  efface, 
And  soothe  your  fears  away. 

288  Let  him  return  unto  the  Lord.  C.  M 

Isaiah  55 :  7. 

RETURN,  0  wanderer,  now  return, 
And  seek  thy  Father's  face ; 
Those  new  desires  which  in  thee  burn 
Were  kindled  by  his  grace. 

2  Return,  0  wanderer,  now  return ! 

He  hears  thy  humble  sigh  ! 
He  sees  thy  softened  spirit  mourn. 
When  no  one  else  is  nigh. 

3  Return,  0  wanderer,  now  return ! 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thee  live ; 
Go  to  his  feet,  and  grateful  learn 
How  freely  he  '11  forgive. 

4  Return,  0  wanderer,  now  return ! 

And  wipe  the  falling  tear; 
Thy  Father  calls — no  longer  mourn, 
'T  is  love  invites  thee  near. 

289  Incline  your  ear,  and  come.  C.  M. 

Isaiah  55  :  3. 

THE  Saviour  calls ;  let  every  ear 
Attend  the  heavenly  sound; 
Ye  doubting  souls,  dismiss  your  fear ; 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 

2  For  every  thirsty,  longing  heart. 

Here  streams  of  bounty  flow. 
And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart. 
To  banish  mortal  woe. 

3  Ye  sinners,  come ;  't  is  mercy's  voice ; 

That  gracious  voice  obey; 
'Tis  Jesus  calls.to  heavenly  joys; 
And  can  you  yet  delay  ? 
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INVITATIONS. 

4  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts; 
To  thee  let  sinners  fly, 
And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts, 
And  drink,  and  never  die. 

290  Let  him  that  is  athirst,  come.  CM. 

Rev.  22  :  17. 

OWHAT  amazing  words  of  grace 
Are  in  the  gospel  found, 
Suited  to  every  sinner's  case 
Who  hears  the  joyful  sound! 

2  Come,  then,  with  all  your  wants  and  wounds 

Your  every  burden  bring; 
Here  love,  unchanging  love,  abounds — 
A  deep  celestial  spring. 

3  This  spring  with  living  water  flows. 

And  heavenly  joy  imparts ; 
Come,  thirsty  souls!  your  wants  disclose, 
And  drink  with  thankful  hearts. 

4  Millions  of  sinners,  vile  as  you. 

Have  here  ^ound  life  and  peace ; 
Come  then,  and  prove  its  virtues  too, 
And  drink,  adore,  and  bless. 

291  That  whoso  believeth  might  not  perish.         C.  M. 

John  3  :  15. 

COME,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
A  thousand  thoughts  revolve ; 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppressed. 
And  make  this  last  resolve : 

2  I  '11  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

Has  like  a  mountain  rose ; 
His  kingdom  now  I  '11  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  Humbly  I  '11  bow  at  his  command, 

And  there  my  guilt  confess; 
I  '11  own  I  am  a  wretch  undone, 
Without  his  sovereign  grace. 
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THE  GOSPEL: 

4  Surely  he  will  accept  my  plea, 

For  he  has  bid  me  come ; 
Forthwith  I  '11  rise,  and  to  him  flee, 
For  yet,  he  says,  there 's  room. 

5  I  can  not  perish  if  I  go ; 

I  am  resolved  to  try : 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  for  ever  die. 

292  Come  to  the  Ark.  C.  M. 

Gen:  7:  1. 

COME  to  the  ark,  come  to  the  ark; 
To  Jesus  come  away ; 
The  pestilence  walks  forth  by  night, 
The  arrow  tlies  by  day. 

2  Come  to  the  ark;  the  waters  rise, 

The  seas  their  billows  rear  : 
While  darkness  gathers  o'er  the  skies, 
Behold  a  refuge  near! 

3  Come  to  the  ark,  all,  all  that  weep 

Beneath  the  sense  of  sin : 
Without,  deep  calleth  unto  deep, 
But  all  is  peace  within. 

4  Come  to  the  ark,  ere  yet  the  flood 

Your  lingering  steps  oppose ; 
Come,  for  the  door,  which  open  stood, 
Is  now  about  to  close. 

293  -2<2  tMt  Cometh  to  me  shall  never  hunger.       C.  M. 

John  6 :  35. 

YE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 
Behold  a  royal  feast, 
Where  mercy  spreads  Tier  bounteous  store 
For  every  humble  guest. 
2  See,  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms ; 
He  calls,  he  bids  you  come ; 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms, 
^  But  see,  there  yet  is  room, 
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INVITATIOXS. 

3  Room' in  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heart; 

There  love  and  pity  meet : 

Nor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart 

That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  0  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his^  love, 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

5  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  th'  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice 
In  ecstasies  unknown. 

6  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come  ; 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore; 
Approach — there  yet  is  room. 

294  In  this  mountain  shall  the  Lord,  etc.  G.  M 

Isaiah  25 :  6. 

THE  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads. 
And  dainties  crown  the  board; 
Not  paradise,  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  such  delights  afford. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men. 

And  endless  life  are  given, 
Through  the  rich  blood  that  Jesus  shed, 
To  raise  our  souls  to  heaven. 

3  You  hungry  poor,  that  long  have  strayed 

In  sin's  dark  mazes,  come; 
Come  from  your  most  obscure  retreat. 
And  grace  shall  find  you  room. 

4  Millions  of  souls  in  glory  now 

Were  fed  and  feasted  here ; 
And  millions  more  still  on  the  way 
Around  the  board  appear. 
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^  THE  GOSPEL: 

5  Yet  are  his  heart  and  house  so  large 

That  millions  more  may  come : 
Nor  could  the  whole  assembled  world 
O'erfill  the  spacious  room. 

6  All  things  are  ready:  come  away, 

Nor  weak  excuses  frame ; 
Crowd  to  your  places  at  the  feast, 
And  bless  the  Founder's  name. 

295  None  excluded.  C.  M. 

JESUS,  thy  blessings  are  not  few, 
Nor  is  thy  gospel  weak ; 
Thy  grace  can  melt  the  stubborn  Jew, 
And  heal  the  dying  Greek. 

2  Wide  as  the  reach  of  Satan's  rage 

Doth  thy  salvation  flow ; 
'T  is  not  confined  to  sex  nor  age. 
The  lofty  nor  the  low. 

3  While  grace  is  offered  to  the  prince. 

The  poor  may  take  his  share ; 
No  mortal  has  a  just  pretense 
To  perish  in  despair. 

4  Come,  all  ye  wretched  sinners,  come, 

He  '11  form  your  souls  anew; 
His  gospel  and  his  heart  have  room 

For  rebels  such  as  you. 
6  His  doctrine  is  almighty  love ; 

There  's  virtue  in  his  name 
To  turn  the  raven  to  a  dove. 

The  lion  to  a  lamb. 

296  -^^M'  nigh  to  God,  etc.        C.  M.  peculiar. 

James  4:  8. 

T)ETURN,  0  wanderer,  to  thy  home, 
XL  Thy  Father  calls  for  thee ; 
No  longer  now  an  exile  roam. 
In  guilt  and  misery : 
Return,  return ! 
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INVITATIONS. 

2  Return,  0  wanderer,  to  thy  home, 

'T  is  Jesus  calls  for  thee ; 
The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say — come; 
0 !  now  for  refuge  flee ; 
Return,  return ! 

3  Return,  0  wanderer,  to  thy  home, 

'Tis  madness  to  delay; 
There  are  no  pardons  in  the  tomb, 
And  brief  is  mercy's  day: 
Return,  return ! 

297  ^ow  is  the  accepted  time.  S.  M, 

2  Cor.  6  :  2. 

NOW  is  th'  accepted  time. 
Now  is  the  day  of  grace ; 
Now,  sinners,  come,  without  delay. 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  Now  is  th'  accepted  time. 

The  Saviour  calls  to-day ; 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late — 
Then  why  should  you  delay  ? 

3  Now  is  th'  accepted  time. 

The  gospel  bids  you  come ; 

And  every  promise  in  his  word 

Declares  there  yet  is  room. 

298  ^ow  is  the  day  of  salvation.  S.  M. 

2  Cor.  6  :  2. 

OW  is  the  day  of  grace ; 
Now  to  the  Saviour  come; 
The  Lord  is  calling,  "  Seek  my  face, 
And  I  will  guide  you  home." 


N' 


The  Father  bids  you  speed ; 

0,  wherefore  then  delay  ? 
He  calls  in  love;  he  sees  your  need; 

He  bids  you  come  to-day. 
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THE  GOSPEL: 

3  To-day  the  prize  is  won ; 
The  promise  is  to  save ; 
Then,  0,  be  wise ;  to-morrow's  sun 
May  shine  upon  your  grave. 

299  Give  me  thy  heart.  S.  M. 

Prov.  23 :  26. 

GIVE  to  the  Lord  thine  heart ; 
In  him  all  pleasures  meet: 
0,  come  and  choose  the  better  part, 
Low  at  the  Saviour's  feet. 
2  Hear,  and  your  soul  shall  live ; 
His  peace  shall  be  your  stay — 
Peace,  which  the  world  can  never  give, 


Can  never  take  away. 


A^ 


300  Where  shall  the  ungodly,  etc.  S.  M. 

1  PoL  4 :  18. 

ND  will  the  Judge  descend? 
And  must  the  dead  arise  ? 
And  not  a  single  soul  escape 

His  all-discerning  eyes  ? 
How  will  my  heart  endure 

The  terrors  of  that  day. 
When  earth  and  heaven  before  his  face, 

Astonished,  shrink  away  ? 
But  ere  the  trumpet  shakes 

The  mansions  of  the  dead; 
Hark!  from  the  Gospel's  cheering  sound. 

What  joyful  tidings  spread. 
Ye  sinners !  seek  his  grace. 

Whose  wrath  you  can  not  bear; 
Flee  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross. 

And  find  salvation  there. 
Come!  take  his  offers  now. 

From  every  sin  depart. 
Perform  thy  oft-repeated  vow, 

And  render  him  thy  heart. 
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INVITATIONS. 

6  Repent!  return!  receive 

The  grace  through  Jesus  given ; 
Sure,  if  with  God  on  earth  we  live, 
We  live  with  Grod  in  heaven. 

301  The  gospel  call.  S.  M. 

YE  trembling  captives !  hear ; 
The  gospel-trumpet  sounds ; 
No  music  more  can  charm  the  ear, 
Or  heal  your  heart-felt  wounds. 

2  'T  is  not  the  trump  of  war, 

Nor  Sinai's  awful  roar; 
Salvation's  news  it  spreads  afar, 
And  vengeance  is  no  more. 

3  Forgiveness,  love,  and  peace. 

Glad  heaven  aloud  proclaims ; 
And  earth,  the  jubilee's  release, 
With  eager  rapture  claims. 

4  Far,  far  to  distant  lands 

The  saving  news  shall  spread ; 
And  Jesus  all  his  willing  bands 
In  glorious  triumph  lead. 

302  Boast  not  thyself  of  to-morrow.  S.  M. 

Prov.  27  :  L 

10-MORROW,  Lord!  is  thine, 
Lodged  in  thy  sovereign  hand ; 
And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine. 

It  shines  by  thy  command. 
The  present  moment  flies. 

And  bears  our  life  away ; 
0,  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 

That  they  may  live  to-day. 
Since  on  this  fleeting  hour 

Eternity  is  hung, 
Awake,  by  thine  almighty  power, 

The  ag^d  and  the  young. 
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THE  GOSPEL: 

4  One  thing  demands  our  care ; 

0,  be  it  still  pursued ! 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renewed. 

5  To  Jesus  may  we  fly. 

Swift  as  the  morning  light, 
Lest  life's  young,  golden  beams  should  die 
In  sudden,  endless  night. 


303  Come  and  welcome.  Ts,  6  lines 

FROM  the  cross,  uplifted  high, 
Where  the  Saviour  deigns  to  die, 
What  melodious  sounds  we  hear, 
Bursting  on  the  ravished  ear ! 
"  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

2  "  Sprinkled  now  with  blood  the  throne, 
Why  beneath  thy  burdens  groan  ? 

On  my  pierced  body  laid. 
Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid; 
Bow  the  knee,  embrace  the  Son ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

3  "  Spread  for  thee  the  festal  board. 
See  with  richest  dainties  stored ; 
To  thy  Father's  bosom  pressed, 
Yet  again  a  child  confessed, 

•  Never  from  his  house  to  roam — 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

4  "  Soon  the  days  of  life  shall  end; 
Lo !  I  come,  your  Saviour,  Friend, 
Safe  your  spirits  to  convey 

To  the  realms  of  endless  day. 
Up  to  my  eternal  home; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come." 
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INVITATIONS. 

30 -i  Turn  ye;  for  why  will  ye  die  ?  7s. 

EzekiellS:  31. 

SINNERS,  turn— why  will  you  die  ? 
God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why : 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live. 

2  Sinners,  turn — why  will  you  die  ? 
Christ,  your  Saviour, ^asks  you  why; 
He,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve. 
He,  who  died  that  you  might  live. 

3  Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 

Why,  you  ransomed  sinners,  why, 
Will  you  slight  his  grace  and  die  ? 

4  Will  you  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
Will  you  still  refuse  to  live  ? 

0 !  you  dying  sinners,  why — 
Why  will  you  for  ever  die  ? 


w 


305  What  could  have  been  done,  etc.     7s,  double. 

Isaiali  5:4. 

'HAT  could  your  Redeemer  do 
More  than  he  has  done  for  you  ? 
To  procure  your  peace  with  God, 
Could  he  more  than  shed  his  blood  ? 
After  all  this  flow  of  love, 
All  his  drawings  from  above. 
Why  will  you  your  Lord  deny  ? 
Why  will  you  resolve  to  die? 
Turn,  he  cries,  0  sinner,  turn ! 
By  his  life  your  God  hath  sworn 
He  would  have  you  turn  and  live, 
He  would  all  the  world  receive : 
If  your  death  were  his  delight, 
Would  he  thus  to  life  invite  ? 
Would  he  ask,  beseech  and  cry, 
Why  will  you  resolve  to  die  ? 
189 


THE  GOSPEL: 

3  Sinners,  turn,  while  God  is  near ! 
He  has  left  you  naught  to  fear; 
Now,  e'en  now,  your  Saviour  stands, 
All  day  long  he  spreads  his  hands: 
Cries,  "You  will  not  happy  be, 

No,  you  will  not  come  to  me : 
Me  who  life  to  none  deny — 
Why  will  you  resolve  to  die  ?" 

4  Can  you  doubt  that  God  is  love, 
Who  thus  calls  you  from  above  ? 
Will  you  not  his  word  receive  ? 
Will  you  not  his  oath  believe  ? 
See,  the  suffering  Lord  appears ; 
Jesus  weeps — believe  his  tears! 
Mingled  with  his  blood,  they  cry, 
"  Why  will  you  resolve  to  die  ?" 

306  Earnest  entreaty.  7s, 

HASTE,  0  sinner,  to  be  wise. 
Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
Wisdom  warns  thee  from  the  skies, 
All  the  paths  of  death  to  shun. 

2  Haste,  and  mercy  now  implore ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
Thy  probation  may  be  o'er 

Ere  this  evening's  work  is  done. 

3  Haste,  0  sinner,  now  return ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun; 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Haste,  while  yet  thou  canst  be  blest ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun. 
Death  may  thy  poor  soul  arrest 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 
190 


INVITATIONS. 

}7  Fullness  of  Christ.  7s. 

BLEEDING  hearts,  defiled  by  sin, 
Jesus  Christ  can  make  you  clean; 
Contrite  souls,  with  guilt  oppressed, 
Jesus  Christ  can  give  you  rest. 

2  You  that  mourn  o'er  follies  past. 
Precious  hours  and  y^ears  laid  waste ; 
Turn  to  God,  0  turn  and  live, 
Jesus  Christ  can  still  forgive. 

3  You  that  oft  have  wandered  far 
From  the  light  of  Bethlehem's  star, 
Trembling,  now  your  steps  retrace, 
Jesus  Christ  is  full  of  grace. 

4  Souls  benighted  and  forlorn. 
Grieved^  afflicted,  tempest-worn, 
Now  in  Israel's  rock  confide, 
Jesus  Christ  for  man  has  died. 

5  Fainting  souls,  in  peril's  hour, 
Yield  not  to  the  tempter's  power; 
On  the  risen  Lord  rely, 

Jesus  Christ  now  reigns  on  high. 

)8  Flee  from  the  wrath  to  come.       7s,  double. 

MatU  3 :  7. 

SINNER,  art  thou  still  secure  ? 
Wilt  thou  still  refuse  to  pray  ? 
Can  thy  heart  or  hands  endure 
In  the  Lord's  avenging  day  ? 
See  his  mighty  arm  made  bare! 
Awful  terrors  clothe  his  brow ! 
For  his  judgment  now  prepare, 
Thou  must  either  break  or  bow. 

2  At  his  presence  nature  shakes ; 
Earth,  affrighted,  hastes  to  flee; 
Solid  mountains  melt  like  wax ; 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 
191 


THE  GOSPEL: 

Who  his  coming  may  abide  ? 

You  that  glory  in  your  shame, 
Will  you  find  a  place  to  hide 

When  the  world  is  wrapt  in  flame  ? 

3  Then  the  great,  the  rich,  the  wise. 

Trembling,  guilty,  self-condemned, 
Must  behold  the  wrathful  eyes 

Of  the  Judge  they  once  blasphemed. 
Where  are  now  their  haughty  looks  ? 

0 !  their  horror  and  despair, 
When  they  see  the  opened  books. 

And  their  dreadful  sentence  hear! 

4  Lord,  prepare  us  by  thy  grace : 

Soon  we  must  resign  our  breath. 
And  our  souls  be  called  to  pass 

Through  the  iron  gate  of  death. 
Let  us  now  our  days  improve. 

Listen  to  the  gospel  voice ; 
Seek  the  things  that  are  above ; 

Scorn  the  world's  pretended  joys. 


309  My  peace  I  give  unto  you.        7s,  6  lines. 

John  14 :  27. 

YE  who  in  his  courts  are  found 
Listening  to  the  joyful  sound, 
Lost  and  hopeless  as  ye  are. 
Sons  of  sorrow,  sin  and  care, 
Glorify  the  King  of  kings ; 
Take  the  peace  the  gospel  brings. 

2  Turn  to  Christ  your  longing  eyes ; 
View  his  bleeding  sacrifice ; 
See  in  him  your  sins  forgiven. 
Pardon,  holiness,  and  heaven ; 
Glorify  the  King  of  kings ; 
Take  the  peace  the  gospel  brings. 
192 


INVITATIONS. 

310  The  night  is  past.  7s. 

1  John  2  :  8. 

WEEPING  sinners,  dry  your  tears; 
Jesus  on  the  throne  appears ; 
Mercy  comes  with  balmy  wing, 
Bids  you  his  salvation  sing. 

2  Peace  he  brings  you  by  his  death, 
Peace  he  speaks  with  every  breath ; 
Can  you  slight  such  heavenly  charms  ? 
Flee,  0  flee  to  Jesus'  arms. 

311  The  pearl  of  great  price.  8s  &  7s. 

Matt.  13 :  46, 

SINNER,  seek  the  priceless  treasure, 
Offered  without  price  from  God ; 
Here  is  mercy  without  measure, 

Flowing  in  the  Saviour's  blood. 
Come,  then,  to  the  fount  of  healing. 
Come,  and  prove  its  virtues  true ; 
Turn  not  from  love's  sweet  appealing, 
Jesus  shed  his  blood  for  you ! 

2  Come,  begin  the  race  for  heaven; 

Start  to-day,  0  do  not  wait ; 
Now  's  the  time  that  God  has  given ; 

Sinner,  do  not  be  too  late. 
When  the  door  of  mercy  closes. 

You  will  stand  and  knock  in  vain ; 
For,  when  justice  interposes, 

Mercy  will  not  call  again ! 

312  Look  unto  me  and  be  saved.      8s,  7s  &  4s. 

Isuiuh  45 :  22. 

COME,  you  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore ; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love  and  power; 

He  is  able. 
He  is  willing — doubt  no  more. 
17  193 


THE  GOSPEL : 

2  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream ; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth, 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him ; 

This  he  gives  you, 
'T  is  the  Saviour's  rising  beam. 

3  Come,  you  weary,  heavy  laden. 

Bruised  and  mangled  by  the  fall ; 
If  you  tarry  till  you  're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all : 

Not  the  righteous — 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

4  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo !  your  Saviour  prostrate  lies ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him ! 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 

"It  is  finished!" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice  ? 

5  Lo !  the  rising  Lord,  ascending. 

Pleads  the  virtue  of  his  blood: 
Venture  on  him,  venture  freely. 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude : 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

6  Saints  and  angels,  joined  in  concert, 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb, 
While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 
Sweetly  echo  to  his  name, 

Hallelujah ! 
Sinners  now  his  love  proclaim. 

313  We  are  on  the  ocean  sailing.  8s  &  7s. 

¥E  are  on  the  ocean  sailing, 
Homeward  bound  we  sweetly  glide  j 
We  are  on  the  ocean  sailing, 
To  a  home  beyond  the  tide. 
194 


INVITATIONS. 

Chorcs. — All  the  storms  will  soon  be  over, 

Then  we  '11  anchor  in  the  harbor ; 
We  are  out  on  the  ocean  sailing 
To  a  home  beyond  the  tide. 

2  Millions  now  are  safely  landed 

Over  on  the  golden  shore ; 
Millions  more  are  on  their  journey, 
Yet  there  's  room  for  millions  more; 

3  Come  on  board,  0  ship  for  glory, 

Be  in  haste,  make  up  your  mind. 
For  our  vessel's  weighing  anchor — 
You  will  soon  be  left  behind. 

4  You  have  kindred  over  yonder, 

On  that  bright  and  happy  shore  ; 
By  and  by  we  '11  swell  the  number ; 
When  the  toils  of  life  are  o'er. 

5  Spread  your  sails,  while  heavenly  breezes 

Gently  waft  our  vessel  on ; 
All  on  board  are  sweetly  singing; 
Free  salvation  is  the  song. 

6  When  we  all  are  safely  landed, 

Over  on  the  shining  shore, 
We  will  walk  about  the  city. 
And  we  '11  sing  for  evermore. 

All  the  storms  of  life  are  over, 
Landed  in  the  port  of  glory : 
Now  no  more  on  the  ocean  sailing — 
Safe  at  home  beyond  the  tide. 

314:  Se  that  hath  ears  let  him  hear.        8s,  7s  &  4. 

Matt.  13:  9. 

SINNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message 
Sent  in  mercy  from  above  ? 
Every  sentence,  0  how  tender ! 
Every  line  is  full  of  love ; 

Listen  to  it ; 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 
195 


THE  GOSPEL: 

2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel 

News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim; 
"Pardon  to  each  rebel  sinner; 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name :" 

0  how  gracious ! 
"  Free  forgiveness  in  his  name." 

3  Will  you  not  receive  the  message — 

Listen  to  the  joyful  word; 
And  embrace  the  news  of  pardon 
Offered  to  you  by  the  Lord  ? 

Can  you  slight  it — 
Offered  to  you  by  the  Lord  ? 

4  0  ye  angels,  hovering  round  us, 

Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way, 
Haste  ye  to  the  court  of  heaven ; 
Tidings  bear  without  delay ; 

Rebel  sinners 
Glad  the  message  will  obey. 
315  The  gospel  invitation.  8s,  <  s  &  4. 

LISTEN  to  the  gospel,  telling 
How  the  Lord  was  crucified ; 
How  upon  the  cross  he  suffered. 
When  he  bowed  his  head  and  died. 

All  for  sinners ! 
Come,  then,  to  his  bleeding  side. 

2  Listen  to  the  gospel  calling! 

Hear,  0  sinner,  and  obey! 
Come  to  Jesus,  he  will  save  you. 
Now,  no  longer  stay  away ; 

He  invites  you ; 
Sinner,  then,  make  no  delay, 

3  Listen  to  the  gospel  pleading, 

Hasten,  sinner,  to  arise; 
Come  and  cast  yourself  on  Jesus, 
He  to  none  his  love  denies; 

Trust  him  freely. 
Wait  no  longer;  now  be  wise. 
196 


INVITATIONS. 

Listen  to  the  gospel  blessing 

All  who  trust  the  Saviour's  love ; 

And  to  those  who  now  obey  him, 
Bringing  pardon  from  above ; 

Careless  sinner, 
Will  you  still  refuse  to  move  ? 

Listen  to  the  gospel  warning; 

All  who  stay  away  must  die ; 
Come,  then,  while  all  things  are  ready, 

Mercy  calls  you  from  on  high ; 
Come  and  welcome. 

Hear,  0  hear  the  Saviour  cry! 


E 


316  The  voice  of  mercy.  8s,  7s  &  4. 

EAR,  0  sinner !  mercy  hails  you. 
Now  with  sweetest  voice  she  calls; 
Bids  you  haste  to  seek  the  Saviour, 
Ere  the  hand  of  Justice  falls : 

Trust  in  Jesus ; 
'T  is  the  voice  of  mercy  calls. 

Haste,  0  sinner!  to  the  Saviour — 
Seek  his  mercy  while  you  may ; 

Soon  the  day  of  grace  is  over; 
Soon  your  life  will  pass  away ! 

Haste  to  Jesus ; 
You  must  perish  if  you  stay. 


E 


317  The  alarm.  7s,  6s  &  7s. 

ITOP,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think, 
Before  you  further  go ; 
Will  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of  everlasting  woe ! 
On  the  verge  of  ruin  stop — 

Now  the  friendly  warning  take — 
Stay  your  footsteps — ere  you  drop 
Into  the  burning  lake. 
197 


THE  GOSPEL: 

Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 

That  you  his  will  oppose  ? 
Fear  ye  not  that  iron  rod 

With  which  he  breaks  his  foes? 
Can  you  stand  in  that  dread  day 

Which  his  justice  shall  proclaim — 
When  the  earth  shall  melt  away 

Like  wax  before  the  flame  ? 

Ghastly  death  will  quickly  come, 

And  drag  you  to  his  bar; 
Then,  to  hear  your  awful  doom. 

Will  fill  you  with  despair! 
All  your  sins  will  round  you  crowd — 

You  shall  mark  their  crimson  dye- 
Each  for  vengeance  crying  loud; 

And  what  can  you  reply  ? 

Though  your  heart  were  made  of  steel, 

Your  forehead  lined  with  brass, 
God  at  length  will  make  you  feel — 

He  will  not  let  you  pass : 
Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call — 

Those  who  now  despise  his  grace — 
"  Rocks  and  mountains,  on  us  fall, 

And  hide  us  from  his  face." 


318       Tf  ^^y  ^^^  thirst,  let  him  come  unto  me.  8s  &  6s. 

John  7  :  37. 

BURDENED  with  guilt,  wouldst  thou  be  blest  ? 
Trust  not  the  world;  it  gives  no  rest: 

1  bring  relief  to  hearts  oppressed ; 

0,  weary  sinner,  come ! 

2  Come,  leave  thy  burden  at  the  cross ; 
Count  all  thy  gains  but  empty  dross ; 
My  grace  repays  all  earthly  loss : 

0,  needy  sinner,  come ! 

198 


INVITATIONS. 

3  Come,  hither  bring  thy  boding  fears, 
Thine  aching  heart,  thy  bursting  tears ; 
'Tis  mercy's  voice  salutes  thine  ears: 

0  trembling  sinner,  come ! 

4  "  The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say,  Come ;" 
Rejoicing  saints  re-echo.  Come! 

Who  faints,  who  thirsts,  who  will,  may  come: 
Thy  Saviour  bids  thee  come. 

319  Sinner,  come.  6s. 

SINNER !  come,  'mid  thy  gloom, 
All  thy  guilt  confessing ; 
Trembling  now,  contrite  bow, 
Take  the  offered  blessing. 

2  Sinner !  come,  while  there 's  room — 

While  the  feast  is  waiting; 
While  the  Lord,  by  his  word, 
Kindly  is  inviting. 

3  Sinner !  come,  ere  thy  doom 

Shall  be  sealed  for  ever; 
Now  return,  grieve  and  mourn, 
Flee  to  Christ,  the  Saviour. 

4  Sinner !  come  to  thy  home, 

High  in  heaven  gleaming; 
To  the  sky  lift  thine  eye. 
With  true  sorrow  streaming. 

5  Sinner!  haste,  time  fleets  fast. 

And  the  grave  is  yawning; 
Win  renown,  seize  the  crown, 
Eternity  is  dawning. 

320  Will  you  go  f  8s  &  3s. 

WE  'RE  traveling  home  to  heaven  above ; 
Will  you  go? 
To  sing  the  Saviour's  dying  love ; 
Will  you  go  ? 
199 


THE  GOSPEL: 

Millions  have  reached  that  blest  abode, 
Anointed  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  millions  more  are  on  the  road; 
Will  you  go  ? 

2  We  're  going  to  see  the  bleeding  Lamb ; 

Will  you  go  ? 
In  rapturous  strains  to  praise  his  name ; 

Will  you  go  t 
The  crown  of  life  we  there  shall  wear. 
The  conqueror's  palms  our  hands  shall  bear, 
And  all  the  joys  of  heaven  we  '11  share ; 

Will  you  go  ? 

3  We  're  going  to  join  the  heavenly  choir; 

Will  you  go  ? 
To  raise  our  voice  and  tune  the  lyre ; 

Will  you  go  ? 
There  saints  and  angels  gladly  sing 
Hosanna  to  their  God  and  King, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring; 

Will  you  go  ? 

4  Ye  weary,  heavy-laden,  come; 

Will  you  go  ? 
In  the  blest  house  there  still  is  room ; 

Will  you  go  ? 
The  Lord  is  waiting  to  receive. 
If  thou  wilt  on  him  now  believe, 
He  '11  give  thy  troubled  conscience  ease  ; 

Come,  believe, 

5  The  way  to  heaven  is  straight  and  plain, 

Will  you  go  ? 
Believe,  repent,  be  born  again ; 

Will  you  go  ? 
The  Saviour  cries  aloud  to  thee 
"  Take  up  thy  cross,  and  follow  me, 
And  thou  shalt  my  salvation  see ; 

Come  to  me." 
200 


INVITATIONS. 

6  0,  could  I  hear  some  sinner  say, 

I  will  go, 
I  '11  start  this  moment,  clear  the  way, 

Let  me  go ! 
My  old  companions,  fare  you  well, 
I  will  not  go  with  you  to  hell. 
With  Jesus  Christ  I  mean  to  dwell. 

Let  me  go !  fare  you  well.    . 

321  ^J^he  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say  come.       9s  &  8s. 

Rev.  22:  17. 

ALL  you  that  are  weary  and  sad — come ! 
And  you  that  are  cheerful  and  glad — come! 
In  robes  of  humility  clad — come! 
The  Saviour  invites  you  to-day. 

CHORUS. 

Let  youth  in  its  freshness  and  bloom — come ! 
Let  man  in  the  pride  of  his  noon — come ! 
Let  age  on  the  verge  of  the  tomb — come  ! 
Let  none  in  his  pride  stay  away. 

2  Let  the  halt,  and  the  maimed,  and  the  blind — 
Let  all  who  are  freely  inclined — come !  [come ! 
With  an  humble  and  peaceable  mind — come ! 

Away  from  the  waters  of  strife. 

3  The  Spirit  and  Bride  freely  say — Come ! 
And  let  him  that  heareth  it,  say — Come  ! 
And  let  him  that  thirsteth  to-day — come  ! 

And  drink  of  the  fountain  of  life. 

322  The  garment  of  praise,  etc.     6s  &  4s,  peculiar. 

Isaiah  61 :  3. 

CHILD  of  sin  and  sorrow,  filled  with  dismay, 
AVait  not  for  to-morrow,  yield  thee  to-day ; 
Heaven  bids  thee  come 
While  yet  there  's  room : 
Child  of  ^n  and  sorrow. 
Hear  and  obey. 
201 


THE  GOSPEL: 

2  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow,  why  wilt  thou  die  ? 
Come,  while  thou  canst  borrow  help  from  on 

Grieve  not  that  love,  [high : 

Which  from  above — 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow — 
Would  bring  thee  nigh. 

3  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow,  where  wilt  thou  flee  ? 
Through  that  long  to-morrow,  eternity! 

Exiled  from  home, 
Darkly  to  roam — 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 
AVhere  wilt  thou  flee  ? 

4  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow,  lifb  up  thine  eye ! 
Heirship  thou  canst  borrow  in  worlds  on  high ! 

In  that  high  home. 
Graven  thy  name ; 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 
Swift  homeward  fly ! 
323  To-day.  6s&4s. 

TO-DAY  the  Saviour  calls . 
Ye  wanderers,  come : 
0,  ye  benighted  souls 
Why  longer  roam  ? 

2  To-day  the  Saviour  calls ; 
0,  hear  him  now ; 
Within  these  sacred  walls 
To  Jesus  bow. 

To-day  the  Saviour  calls ; 

For  refuge  fly ; 
The  storm  of  vengeance  falls. 

And  death  is  nigh. 

4  The  Spirit  calls  to-day  ; 
Yield  to  his  power ; 
0,  grieve  him  not  away ; 
'T  is  mercy's  hour. 
202 


INVITATIONS. 

324:  Come.  P.  M 

COME — come — come  to  the  Saviour, 
Rich — rich  mercy  receive ; 
Here — here  you  will  find  pardon, 
Jesus  from  sin  will  relieve; 

Come — come — come — come. 
Come  to  the  Saviour  and  live. 

2  Come — come  laden  and  weary, 

Christ — Christ  calls  thee  to  come ; 
Leave — leave  paths  dark  and  dreary. 
Cease  from  the  Saviour  to  roam ; 

Come — come — come — come, 
Jesus  will  guide  thee  safe  home. 

3  Come — come  seek  his  salvation. 

Now — now  hear  and  obey ; 
Hark — hark  the  sweet  invitation. 
Angels  invite  you  away ; 

Come — come — come — come, 
Sinner,  believe  and  obey. 

4  Hark — hark,  angels  are  singing, 

Love — love — love  is  their  theme ; 
Peace — peace  joyfully  bringing, 
Mercy  from  God  the  Supreme : 
Come — come — come — come, 
Jesus  is  rich  to  redeem. 


0 


325  Early  piety.  7s  &  6s. 

COME  in  life's  gay  morning, 
Ere  in  thy  sunny  way 
The  flowers  of  hope  have  withered, 

And  sorrow  end  thy  day. 
Come,  while  from  joy's  bright  fountain 

The  streams  of  pleasure  flow, 
Come  ere  thy  buoyant  spirits 
Have  felt  the  blight  of  wo. 
203 


THE  GOSrEL: 

2  "Remember  thy  Creator" 

Now  iu  thy  youthful  days, 
And  he  will  guide  thy  footsteps 

Through  life's  uncertain  maze. 
"  Remember  thy  Creator," 

He  calls  in  tones  of  love, 
And  offers  deathless  glories 

In  brighter  worlds  above. 

o  And  in  the  hour  of  sadness. 

When  earthly  joys  depart, 
Ilis  love  shall  be  thy  solace, 

And  cheer  thy  drooping  heart. 
And  when  life's  storm  is  over. 

And  thou  from  earth  art  free, 
Thy  God  will  be  thy  portion 

Throughout  eternity. 

326  The  year  of  jubilee.  H.  M. 

FAIR  shines  the  morning  star. 
The  silver  trumpets  sound. 
Their  notes  re-echoing  for. 

While  dawns  the  day  around: 
Joy  to  the  slave;  the  slave  is  free; 
It  is  the  year  of  jubilee. 

2  Prisoners  of  hope,  in  gloom 

And  silence  left  to  die. 
With  Christ's  unfolding  tomb, 

Your  portals  open  fly; 
Rise  with  your  Lord ;  he  sets  you  free ; 
It  is  the  year  of  jubilee. 

3  Ye,  who  yourselves  have  sold 

For  debts  to  justice  due, 
Ransomed,  but  not  with  gold. 

He  gave  himself  for  you ! 
The  blood  of  Christ  hath  made  you  free; 
It  is  the  year  of  jubilee. 
204 


INVITATIONS. 

4  Captives  of  sin  and  shame, 
O'er  earth  and  ocean,  hear 
An  angel's  voice  proclaim 

The  Lord's  accepted  year; 
Let  Jacob  rise,  be  Israel  free ; 
It  is  the  year  of  jubilee. 

327  The  land  of 'promise.  6s&7s. 

SINNER,  go ;  will  you  go 
To  the  highlands  of  heaven  ? 
Where  the  storms  never  blow. 

And  the  long  summer 's  given ; 
Where  the  bright,  blooming  flowers 

Are  their  odors  emitting ; 
And  the  leaves  of  the  bowers 
In  the  breezes  are  flitting. 

2  Where  the  rich  golden  fruit 

Is  in  bright  clusters  pending, 
And  the  deep  laden  boughs. 

Of  life's  fair  tree  are  bending; 
And  where  life's  crystal  stream 

Is  unceasingly  flowing. 
And  the  verdure  is  green. 

And  eternally  growing. 

2  Where  the  saints  robed  in  white — 

Cleansed  in  life's  flowing  fountain — 
Shiniug  beauteous  and  bright, 

They  inhabit  the  mountain; 
Where  no  sin,  nor  dismay. 

Neither  trouble  nor  sorrow. 
Will  be  felt  for  a  day. 

Nor  be  feared  for  the  morrow. 

4  He 's  prepared  thee  a  home — 
Sinner,  canst  thou  believe  it  ? 
And  invites  thee  to  come. 
Sinner,  wilt  thou  receive  it  ? 
205 


THE  GOSPEL : 

0  come,  sinner,  come, 

For  the  tide  is  receding, 
And  the  Saviour  will  soon, 

And  for  ever,  cease  pleading. 

328  AwaTie  tliou  that  steepest.  9s,  8s  &  6s. 

HAIL,  ransomed  world !  awake  to  glory ! 
For  God,  the  Saviour,  bids  you  rise ; 
Angelic  hosts  proclaim  the  story, 

And  speed  the  tidings  from  the  skies: 
Shall  then  the  Prince  of  Darkness  reigning, 
Oppress  the  earth  from  pole  to  pole. 
And  bind  in  chains  the  immortal  soul — 
His  hands  all  sacred  things  profaning  ? 
Awake!  0  Church,  awake! 
The  tyrant's  fetters  break ! 
In  God's  right  arm  of  strength  resolved 
On  glorious  victory. 

2  Far  let  the  gospel-trump  be  sounding — 
O'er  sea,  and  continent,  and  isle ; 
While  the  sweet  voice  of  grace  abounding. 
Shall  make  the  burdened  captive  smile. 
Yes!  to  a  world  in  bondage  lying. 

Go  teach  a  bleeding  Saviour's  name — 
Freedom  from  sin  and  death  proclaim, 
On  every  breeze  salvation  flying — 
And  seize  the  gospel  sword! 
And  with  our  mighty  Lord, 
March  on,  march  on,  all  hearts  resolved 
On  glorious  victory. 

329  Repent  and  turn.  lis. 

Ezekiel  18  :  30. 

OTUEN  you !  O  turn  you,  for  why  will  you  die, 
When  Grod  in  his  mercy  ia  coming  so  nigh  ? 
Now  Jesus  invites  you,  the  Spirit  says  Come, 
The  brethren  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  homo. 
2  How  vain  the  delusion,  that  while  you  delay 
Your  hearts  may  grow  better  by  staying  away; 

206 


INVITATIONS. 

Come  wretched,  come  starving,  come  just  as  you  be, 
Here  streams  of  salvation  are  flowing  most  free. 

3  Here  Jesus  is  ready  your  souls  to  receive; 

O,  how  can  j'ou  question,  since  now  you  believe? 
Since  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not  come? 
He  now  bids  you  welcome — he  now  says  there 's  room. 

4  In  riches,  in  pleasure,  what  can  you  obtain, 
To  soothe  your  affliction,  or  banish  your  pain; 
To  bear  up  your  spirit  when  summoned  to  die, 
Or  waft  you  to  mansions  of  glory  on  high  ? 

5  Why  will  you  be  starving  and  feeding  on  air? 
There's  mercy  in  Jesus,  enough' and  to  spare; 
If  still  you  are  doubting,  make  trial  and  see. 
And  prove  that  his  mercy  is  boundless  and  free. 

330  I>day  not.  lis. 

DELAY  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner,  draw  near, 
The  waters  of  life  are  now  flowing  for  thee; 
No  price  is  demanded,  the  Saviour  is  here, 
Eedemption  is  purchased — salvation  is  free. 

2  Delay  not,  delay  not!  why  longer  abuse 

The  love  and  compassion  of  Jesus  our  Lord! 
A  fountain  is  opened  ;  how  canst  thou  refuse 

To  wash  and  be  cleansed  in  his  pardoning  blood? 

3  Delay  not,  delay  not!  O  sinner,  to  come; 

For  mei'cy  still  lingers,  and  calls  thee  to-daj'; 

Her  voice  is  not  heard  in  the  vale  of  the  tomb ; 

Her  message,  unheeded,  will  soon  pass  away. 

4  Delay  not,  delay  not!  the  Spirit  of  grace, 

Long  grieved  and  resisted,  entreats  thee  to  come  ; 
Beware,  lest  in  darkness  thou  finish  thy  race, 
And  sink  to  the  vale  of  eternity's  gloom. 

5  Delay  not,  delay  not!  the  hour  is  at  hand, 

Tlie  earth  shall  dissolve  and  the  heavens  shall  fade; 

The  dead,  small  and  great,  in  the  judgment  shall  stand : 

What  power,  then,  O  sinner,  shall  lend  thee  its  aid  ? 

331  The  Eden  above.  12s,  lis  &  6. 

¥E'EE  bound  for  the  land  of  the  pure  and  the  holy, 
The  home  of  the  happy,  the  kingdom  of  love. 
Ye  wanderers  from  God,  in  the  broad  road  of  folly, 
O  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  above, 

Will  3'ou  go,  will  you  go, 
O  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  above? 

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2  In  that  blessed  land  neither  sighincf  nor  anguish 

Can  breathe  in  the  fields  where  the  glorified  move. 
Ye  heart-burdened  ones,  who  in  misery  languish, 
O  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  above? 
Will  you  go,  etc. 

3  Nor  fraud,  nor  deceit,  nor  the  hand  of  oppression, 

Can  injure  the  dwellers  in  that  holy  grove; 
No  wickedness  there,  not  a  shade  of  transgression: 
O  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  above  ? 
Will  you  go,  etc. 

4  Each  saint  has  a  mansion,  prepared  and  all  furnished, 

Ere  from  this  clay  house  he  is  summoned  to  move; 
Its  gates  and  its  towers  with  glory  are  burnished, 
O  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  above? 
Will  you  go,  etc. 

5  March  on,  happy  pilgrims,  that  land  is  before  you, 

And  soon  its  ten  thousand  delights  we  shall  prove; 
Yes,  soon  we  shall  walk  o'er  the  hills  of  bright  glory, 
And  dx-ink  the  pure  joys  of  the  Eden  above. 

We  will  go,  we  will  go ; 
O  yes,  we  will  go  to  the  Eden  above. 

6  And  3'et,  guilty  sinner,  we  would  not  forsake  thee. 

We  halt  yet  a  moment  as  onward  we  move; 
O  come  to  thy  Loi^d,  in  his  arms  he  will  take  thee. 
And  bear  thee  along  to  the  Eden  above. 

Will  you  go,  will  you  go, 
O  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  above? 

332  The  voice  of  free  grace.  12s. 

THE  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  "  Escape  to  the  moun- 
tain I" 
For  Adam's  lost  race  Christ  hath  opened  a  fountain  ; 
For  sin  and  uncleanness,  and  every  transgression. 
His  blood  flows  most  freely  in  streams  of  salvation. 

CHORUS. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb!  he  hath  purchased  our  pardon  ; 
We  '11  praise  him  again  when  we  pass  over  Jordan. 

2  Ye  souls  that  are  wounded  !  O  !  flee  to  the  Saviour; 
He  calls  you  in  mercy — 't  is  infinite  favor; 

Your  sins  are  increasing — escape  to  the  mountain — 
His  blood  can  remoVe  them,  it  flows  from  the  fountain. 

3  O  Jesus!  ride  onward,  triumphantly  glorious. 

O'er  sin,  death,  and  hell,  thou  art  more  than  victorious; 
Thy  name  is  the  theme  of  the  great  congregation. 
While  angels  and  saints  raise  tlie  shout  of  salvation. 

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INVITATIONS. 

333  ^^^  wandering  sinner,  etc.  lis  &  lOs 

■Q  ESTLESS  thy  spirit,  poor  wanderin"^  sinner, 
Xt  Restless  and  roving  :  O,  come  to  thy  homo  ! 
Return  to  the  arms,  to  the  bosom,  of  mercy ; 
The  Saviour  of  sinners  invites  thee  to  come. 

2  Darkness  surrounds  thee,  and  tempests  are  rising, 

Fearful  and  dangerous  the  path  thou  hast  trod ; 
But  mercy  shines  fortb  in  the  rainbow  of  promise, 
To  welcome  the  wanderer  home  to  his  God. 

3  Peace  to  the  storm  in  thy  soul  shall  be  spoken, 

Guilt  from  thy  bosom  bo  banished  away;       [lows. 
And  heaven's  sweet  breezes,  o'er  death's  rolling  bil- 
Shall  waft  thee  at  last  to  the  regions  of  day. 

334:  The  harvest  is  past,  etc.  12s  &  1 J  s 

Jer.  8  :  20. 

HARK,  sinner,  while  God  from  on  high  doth  entreat 
thee, 
And  warnings  with  accents  of  mercy  do  blend; 
Give  ear  to  his  voice,  lest  in  judgment  he  meet  thee; 
"  The  harvest  is  passing,  the  summer  will  end." 

2  How  oft  of  thy  danger  and  guilt  he  hath  told  thee  I 
How  oft  still  the  message  of  mercy  doth  send! 

Haste,  haste,  while  he  waits  in  his  arms  to  enfold  thee; 
"  The  harvest  is  passing,  the  summer  will  end." 

3  Despised  and  rejected,  at  length  ho  may  leave  thee : 
What  anguish  and  horror  thy  bosom  will  rend! 

Then,  haste  thee,  O  sinner,  while  he  will  receive  thee; 
"The  harvest  is  passing,  the  summer  will  end." 

4  Ere  long,  and  Jehovah  will  come  in  his  power; 
Our  God  will  arise,  with  his  foes  to  contend  : 

Haste,  haste  thee,  O  sinner;  prepare  for  that  hour  ; 
"The  harvest  is  passing,  the  summer  will  end." 

5  The  Saviour  will  call  thee  in  judgment  before  him : 
O,  bow  to  his  scepter,  and  make  him  thy  Friend ; 

Now  yield  him  thy  heart;  make  haste  to  adoro  him  ; 
"The  harvest  is  passing,  the  summer  will  end." 

335  Entreaty.  8s,  6s  &  4. 

SINNERS,  come;  no  longer  wander; 
Turn  you  from  your  evil  way; 
Precious  time  no  longer  squander: 
Come,  come  away. 
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THE  GOSPEL: 

2  Christ  for  you  his  life  has  offered, 

What  can  you  excusing  say, 
If  you  slight  the  pardon  proffered  ? 
Come,  come  away. 

3  Hold  not  back  in  hesitation, 

There  is  danger  in  delay. 
Haste,  secure  your  soul's  salvation, 
Come,  come  away. 

4  You  may  feel  regret  and  sorrow, 

If  you  fail  to  come  to-day, 
God  may  grant  you  no  to-morrow, 
Come,  come  away. 

FAITH  AND  REPENTANCE. 

336  The  icise  choice.  Ju  M. 

THOUGH  all  the  world  my  choice  deride, 
Yet  Jesus  shall  my  portion  be ; 
For  I  am  pleased  with  none  beside ; 
The  fairest  of  the  fair  is  he. 

2  Sweet  is  the  vision  of  thy  face. 

And  kindness  o'er  thy  lips  is  shed ; 
Lovely  art  thou,  and  full  of  grace. 
And  glory  beams  around  thy  head. 

3  Thy  sufferings  I  embrace  with  thee. 

Thy  poverty  and  shameful  cross ; 
The  pleasure  of  the  world  I  flee. 
And  deem  its  treasures  only  dross. 

4  Be  daily  dearer  to  my  heart, 

And  ever  let  me  feel  thee  near; 
Then  willingly  with  alll 'd  part. 
Nor  count  it  worthy  of  a  tear. 

337  The  solace  of  faith.  L.  M. 

WHEN  human  hopes  and  joys  depart, 
I  give  thee.  Lord,  a  contrite  heart; 
And  on  my  weary  spirit  steal 
The  thoughts  that  pass  all  earthly  weal. 
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2  I  cast  above  my  tearful  eyes, 
And  muse  upon  the  starry  skies ; 
And  think  that  he  who  governs  there 
Still  keeps  me  in  his  guardian  care. 

3  I  gaze  upon  the  opening  flower, 

Just  moistened  with  the  evening  shower; 
And  bless  the  love  wliich  made  it  bloom, 
To  chase  away  my  transient  gloom. 

4  I  think,  whene'er  this  mortal  frame 
Returns  again  to  whence  it  came, 
My  soul  shall  wing  its  happy  flight 
To  regions  of  eternal  light. 

338  Christ  the  souVs  portion.  L.  M. 

LET  thoughtless  thousands  choose  the  road 
That  leads  the  soul  away  from  God; 
This  happiness,  blest  Lord,  be  mine, 
To  live  and  die  entirely  thine. 

2  On  Christ,  by  faith,  my  soul  would  live, 
From  him  my  life,  my  all  receive ; 
To  him  devote  my  fleeting  hours. 
Serve  him  alone  with  all  my  powers. 

^  Christ  is  my  everlasting  all ; 
To  him  I  look,  on  him  I  call ; 
He  will  my  every  want  supply 
In  time  and  through  eternity. 

4  Soon  will  the  Lord,  my  life,  appear ; 
Soon  shall  I  end  my  trials  here ; 
Leave  sin  and  sorrow,  death  and  pain ; 
To  live  is  Christ,  to  die  is  gain. 

339  God  calling  yet.  L.M. 

GOD  calling  yet !  shall  I  not  hear  ? 
Earth's  pleasures  shall  I  still  hold  dear  ? 
Shall  life's  swift  passing  years  all  fly, 
And  still  my  soul  in  slumbers  lie  ? 
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2  God  calling  yet !  shall  I  not  rise  ? 
Can  I  his  loving  voice  despise, 
And  basely  his  kind  care  repay  ? 
He  calls  me  still :  can  I  delay  ? 

3  God  calling  yet !  and  shall  he  knock, 
And  I  my  heart  the  closer  lock  ? 

He  still  is  waiting  to  receive, 
And  shall  I  dare  his  Spirit  grieve  ? 

4  God  calling  yet !  and  shall  I  give 
No  heed,  but  still  in  bondage  live  ? 
I  wait,  but  he  does  not  forsake ; 

He  calls  me  still !  my  heart,  awake ! 

5  God  calling  yet !  I  can  not  stay ; 
My  heart  I  yield  without  delay ; 
Vain  world,  farewell!  from  thee  I  part; 
The  voice  of  God  hath  reached  my  heart. 

340  Christ  the  Redeemer  and  Judge.  L.  M. 

NOW  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  us  know 
The  wonders  of  his  dying  love. 
Be  humble  honors  paid  below. 

And  strains  of  nobler  praise  above. 

2  'T  was  he  who  cleansed  us  from  our  sins, 

And  washed  us  in  his  precious  blood; 
'Tis  he  who  makes  us  priests  and  kings. 
And  brings  us,  rebels,  near  to  God. 

3  To  Jesus,  our  atoning  Priest, 

To  Jesus,  our  eternal  King, 
Be  everlasting  power  confessed ; 
Let  every  tongue  his  glory  sing. 

4  Behold,  on  flying  clouds  he  comes, 

And  every  eye  shall  see  him  move; 
Though  with  our  sins  we  pierced  him  once. 
Now  he  displays  his  pardoning  love. 
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FAITH  AND  REPENTANCE. 

The  unbelieving  world  shall  wail, 
While  we  rejoice  to  see  the  day : 

Come,  Lord,  nor  let  thy  promise  iail^ 
Nor  let  the  chariot  long  delay. 

34:1  Self-abasement.  L.  M. 

H  !  wretched,  vile,  ungrateful  heart  1 
That  can  from  Jesus  thus  depart; 
Thus  fond  of  trifles,  widely  rove, 
Forgetful  of  a  Saviour's  love. 

2  Dear  Lord!  to  thee  I  would  return, 
And  at  thy  feet,  repentant,  mourn ; 
There  let  me  view  thy  pardoning  love, 
And  never  from  thy  sight  remove. 

3  0  let  thy  love,  with  sweet  control. 
Bind  every  passion  of  my  soul ; 
Bid  every  vain  desire  depart. 
And  dwell  for  ever  in  my  heart. 

34:2  Returning.  L.  M. 

AWAKED  from  sin's  delusive  sleep. 
My  heavy  guilt  I  feel,  and  weep  j 
Beneath  a  weight  of  woes  oppressed^ 
I  come  to  thee,  my  Lord,  for  rest. 

2  Now,  from  thy  throne  of  grace  above, 
Look  down  upon  my  soul  in  love ; 
That  smile  shall  sweeten  all  my  pain. 
And  make  my  soul  rejoice  again. 

3  By  thy  divine,  transforming  power. 
My  ruined  nature  now  restore ; 
And  let  my  life  and  temper  shine. 
In  blest  resemblance.  Lord !  to  thine. 

343  J^fst  as  lam.  L.  M. 

TIST  as  I  am — without  one  plea. 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 
And  that  thou  bidd'st  me  come  to  thee, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 
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THE  GOSPEL : 

2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 

To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot — 
To  thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

3  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt. 
With  fears  within,  and  foes  without— 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

4  Just  as  I  am,  poor,  wretched,  blind ; 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  thee  to  find, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

0  Just  as  I  -am,  thou  wilt  receive, 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve, 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe — 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

6  Just  as  I  am — thy  love  unknown, 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down ; 
Now  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

34:4  God^  he  merciful  to  me  a  sinner.  G.  M. 

Luke  18 :  13. 

"EAR,  gracious  God!  a  sinner's  cry, 
For  I  have  nowhere  else  to  fly; 
My  hope,  my  only  hope 's  in  thee ; 
0  God,  be  merciful  to  me ! 


ff 


2  To  thee  I  come,  a  sinner  poor. 
And  wait  for  mercy  at  thy  door ; 
Indeed,  I  'ye  nowhere  else  to  flee ; 
0  God,  be  merciful  to  me ! 

3  To  thee  I  come,  a  sinner  weak. 

And  scarce  know  how  to  pray  or  speak ; 
From  fear  and  weakness  set  me  free; 
0  God,  be  merciful  to  me ! 
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FAITH  AND  REPENTANCE. 

4  To  thee  I  come,  a  sinner  vile ; 
Upon  me,  Lord,  vouchsafe  to  smile ! 
Mercy  alone  I  make  my  plea  • 

0  God,  be  merciful  to  me 

5  To  thee  I  come  a  sinner  great. 

And  well  thou  knowest  all  my  state ; 
Yet  full  forgiveness  is  with  thee ; 
0  God,  be  merciful  to  me ! 

6  To  thee  I  come,  a  sinner  lost. 
Nor  have  I  aught  wherein  to  trust, 
But  where  thou  art,  Lord,  I  would  be, 
0  God,  be  merciful  to  me  1 

34:5  The  love  of  Christ  constraineth.  L.  M. 

2  Cor.  5:  14. 

LORD,  when  my  thoughts  delighted  rove 
Amid  the  wonders  of  thy  love. 
Sweet  hope  revives  my  drooping  heart, 
And  bids  intruding  fears  depart. 

2  For  mortal  crimes  a  sacrifice. 
The  Lord  of  life,  the  Saviour  dies; 
What  love !  what  mercy  1  how  divine ! 
Jesus,  and  can  I  call  thee  mine  ? 

3  Repentant  sorrows  fill  my  heart. 
But  mingling  joy  allays  the  smart ; 
0,  may  my  future  life  declare 
This  sorrow  and  the  joy  sincere. 

4  Be  all  my  heart  and  all  my  days 
Devoted  to  my  Saviour's  praise ; 

1    And  let  my  glad  obedience  prove 
-     How  much  I  owe,  how  much  I  love. 
346  The  contrite  heart.  L.  M. 

Snow  pity.  Lord;  0  Lord  forgive; 
Let  a  repentant  rebel  live; 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 
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THE  GOSPEL: 

2  My  crimes,  though  great,  can  not  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace ; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound ; 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  0,  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin. 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean; 
Here,  on  my  heart,  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  otfenses  pain  my  eyes. 

4  My  lips,  with  shame,  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace  ; 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath, 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death; 
And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell. 

Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

347     Restore  unto  to  me  the  joy  of  thy  salvation.     L.  M. 

Psalin  51. 

A  BROKEN  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring; 
The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

2  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just; 
Look  down,  0  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemned  to  die. 

3  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways ; 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sovereign  grace; 
I  '11  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood. 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pardoning  God. 

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FAITH  AND  REPENTANCE. 

4  0,  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue ! 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song; 
And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  Strength  and  Righteousness. 

,348  S:ere  is  my  heart.  L.  M.  6  lines. 

HERE  is  my  heart — I  give  it  thee ! 
My  God,  I  hear4  thee  call,  and  say, 
"  Not  to  the  world,  my  child — to  me  !" 

I  heard  thy  voice  and  will  obey; 
Here  is  love's  oJBfering  to  my  King, 
Which  in  glad  sacrifice  I  bring. 

2  Here  is  my  heart!  so  hard  before. 

But  now  by  thy  rich  grace  made  meet;   . 
Yet  bruised  and  sad,  it  can  but  pour 

Its  tears  and  anguish  at  thy  feet : 
It  groans  beneath  the  weight  of  sin, 
It  sighs  salvation's  joy  to  win. 

3  Here  is  my  heart !  its  longings  end 

In  Christ  as  near  his  cross  it  draws ; 
It  says,  "  Thou  art  my  rest,  my  Friend, 
Thy  precious  blood  my  ransom  was ; " 
In  thee,  the  Saviour,  it  has  found 
That  peace  and  blessedness  abound. 
349  Bcthesda.  L.  M.  6  lines. 

AROUND  Bethesda's  healing  wave, 
Waiting  to  hear  the  rustling  wind 
Which  spoke  the  angel  nigh,  who  gave 

Its  virtue  to  that  holy  spring. 
With  patience  and  with  hope  endued, 
Were  seen  the  gathered  multitude. 
2  Bethesda's  pool  has  lost  its  power! 
No  angel,  by  his  glad  descent 
Dispenses  that  diviner  dower 

Which  with  its  healing  waters  went; 
But  he,  whose  word  surpassed  its  wave, 
Is  still  omnipotent  (o  save. 
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THE  GOSPEL: 

3  Saviour !  thy  love  is  still  the  same 

As  when  that  healing  word  was  spoke ; 
Still  in  thine  all-redeeming  name 

Dwells  power  to  burst  the  strongest  yoke ! 
0,  be  that  power,  that  love,  displayed, 
Help  those  whom  thou  alone  canst  aid. 

350  Come  unto  me,  all  ye  that  labor.    L.  M.  6  lines. 

Matt.  11 :  28. 

PEACE,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moan 
Hath  taught  each  scene  the  notes  of  woe ; 
Cease  thy  complaint,  suppress  thy  groan, 

And  let  thy  tears  forget  to  flow : 
Behold,  the  precious  balm  is  found 
To  lull  thy  pain,  to  heal  thy  wound. 

2  Come,  freely  come,  by  sin  oppressed; 

On  Jesus  cast  thy  weighty  load; 
In  him  thy  refuge  find,  thy  rest. 

Safe  in  the  mercy  of  thy  God : 
Thy  God 's  thy  Saviour — glorious  word ! 
0,  hear,  believe,  and  bless  the  Lord ! 

351  The  Star  of  Bethlehem.  L.  M. 

WHEN  marshaled  on  the  nightly  plain. 
The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky, 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train. 
Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

2  Hark !  hark !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks — 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode ; 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawned,  and  rudely  blowed 
The  wind  that  tossed  my  foundering  bark. 
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FAITH  AND  EEPENTANCE. 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze ; 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem ; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose — 
It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all ; 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease; 
And  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

G  Now  safely  moored,  my  perils  o'er, 
I  '11  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
For  ever,  and  for  evermore, 

The  Star — the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

352  Power  of  faith.  CM. 

FAITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 
And  saves  us  from  its  snares ; 
It  yields  support  in  all  our  toils. 
And  softens  all  our  cares. 

2  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power 

The  healing  balm  to  give ; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

3  Unvailing  wide  the  heavenly  world. 

Where  endless  pleasures  reign. 
It  bids  us  seek  our  portion  there. 
Nor  bids  us  seek  in  vain. 

4  There,  still  unshaken,  would  we  rest 

Till  this  frail  body  dies; 
And  then,  on  faith's  triumphant  wing. 
To  endless  glory  rise. 

353  Increase  our  faith.  C.  M. 

Luke  17 :  5. 

OFOR  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink, 
Though  pressed  by  every  foe. 
That  will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 
Of  any  earthly  woe ! 
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2  That  will  not  murmur  nor  complain 

Beneath  the  chastening  rod, 
But,  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain, 
Will  lean  upon  its  God; 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and  clear 

When  tempests  rage  without; 
That,  when  in  danger,  knows  no  fear, 
In  darkness  feels  no  doubt; 

4  That  bears,  unmoved,  the  world's  dread  frown, 

Nor  heeds  its  scornful  smile ; 
That  seas  of  trouble  can  not  drown, 
Nor  Satan's  arts  beguile. 

5  A  faith  that  keeps  the  narrow  way- 

Till  life's  last  hour  is  fled. 
And  with  a  pure  and  heavenly  ray. 
Lights  up  a  dying  bed. 

6  Lord,  give  us  such  a  faith  as  this ; 

And  then,  whate'er  may  come. 
We  '11  taste,  e'en  here,  the  hallowed  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  home. 

354  -^  living  faith.  C.  M. 

MISTAKEN  souls,  that  dream  of  heaven, 
And  make  their  empty  boast 
Of  inward  joys,  and  sins  forgiven, 
While  they  are  slaves  to  lust! 

2  How  vain  are  fancy's  airy  flights. 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead! 
None  but  a  living  power  unites 
To  Christ,  the  living  Head. 

3  'T  is  faith  that  purifies  iho  heart ; 

'T  is  faith  that  works  by  love  ; 
That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

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4  Faith  must  obey  our  Father's  will, 

As  well  as  trust  his  grace ; 
A  pardoning  God  requires  us  still 
To  walk  in  all  his  ways. 

5  This  faith  shall  every  fear  control 

By  its  celestial  power, 
With  holy  triumph  fill  the  soul 
In  death's  approaching  hour. 

355  Glorying  in  the  cross.  C.  M. 

DIDST  thou.  Lord  Jesus,  suffer  shame, 
And  bear  the  cross  for  me  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  thy  name, 
Or  thy  disciple  be  ? 
2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  dread 
To  suffer  shame  or  loss ; 
0,  let  me  in  thy  footsteps  tread, 
And  glory  in  thy  cross. 

356  Call  to  repentance.  CM. 

EEPENT!  the  voice  celestial  cries, 
No  longer  dare  delay : 
The  soul  that  scorns  the  mandate  dies, 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 

2  No  more  the  sovereign  eye  of  God 

O'erlooks  the  crimes  of  men; 
His  heralds  now  are  sent  abroad 
To  warn  the  world  of  sin. 

3  0  sinners!  in  his  presence  bow. 

And  all  your  guilt  confess ; 
Accept  the  offered  Saviour  now 
Nor  trifle  with  his  grace. 

4  Soon  will  the  awful  trumpet  sound. 

And  call  you  to  his  bar; 
His  mercy  knows  the  appointed  bound, 
And  yields  to  justice  there. 

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5  Amazing  love — that  yet  will  call, 
And  yet  prolong  our  days ! 
Our  hearts,  subdued  by  goodness  fail. 
And  weep,  and  love,  and  praise. 

357  (^od  giveth  grace  to  the  humble.  C.  M 

COME,  let  us  to  the  Lord  our  God, 
With  contrite  hearts  return ! 
Our  God  is  gracious,  nor  will  leave 
The  desolate  to  mourn. 

2  His  voice  commands  the  tempest  forth, 

And  stills  the  stormy  wave; 
And  though  his  arm  be  strong  to  smite, 
'Tis  also  strong  to  save. 

3  Our  hearts,  if  God  we  seek  to  know, 

Shall  know  him  and  rejoice ; 
His  coming  like  the  morn  shall  be ; 
Like  morning  songs  his  voice. 

4  As  dew  upon  the  tender  herb. 

Diffusing  fragrance  round ; 
As  showers  that  usher  in  the  spring. 
And  cheer  the  thirsty  ground : 

5  So  shall  his  presence  bless  our  souls, 

And  shed  a  joyful  light 
That  hallowed  morn  shall  chase  away 
The  sorrows  of  the  night. 

358  TJiere  is  joy  over  one  sinner,  etc.  C.  M. 

Luke  15 :  7. 

OHOW  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy, 
When  but  one  sinner  turns. 
And,  with  a  humble,  broken  heart. 
His  sins  and  errors  mourns ! 
2  Pleased  with  the  news,  the  saints  below, 
In  songs  their  tongues  employ ; 
Beyond  the  skies  the  tidings  go. 
And  heaven  is  filled  with  joy. 
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3  Well  pleased  the  Father  sees,  and  hears 

The  couscious  sinner's  moan* 
Jesus  receives  him  in  his  arms, 
And  claims  him  for  his  own. 

4  Nor  angels  can  their  joy  contain, 

But  kindle  with  new  fire; 
"The  sinner  lost  is  found,"  they  sing. 
And  strike  the  sounding  lyre. 

359  I'he  hearts  surrender.  C  M. 

WELCOME,  0  Saviour!  to  my  heart; 
Possess  thy  humble  throne; 
Bid  every  rival  hence  depart. 
And  claim  me  for  thine  own. 

2  The  world  and  Satan  I  forsake — 

To  thee,  I  all  resign; 
My  longing  heart,  0  Jesus  \  take, 
And  fill  with  love  divine. 

3  0 !  may  I  never  turn  aside, 

Nor  from  thy  bosom  flee ; 
Let  nothing  here  ray  heart  divide — 
1  give  it  all  to  thee. 

360  Whoso  forsaketh  not  all  that  he  hath.         C  M. 

Luke  14 :  33. 

AND  must  I  part  with  all  I  have, 
Jesus,  my  Lord!  for  thee? 
This  is  my  joy,  since  thou  hast  done 
Much  more  than  this  for  me. 

2  Yes,  let  it  go ;  one  look  from  thee 

Will  more  than  make  amends 
For  all  the  losses  I  sustain 
Of  credit,  riches,  friends. 

3  Ten  thousand  worlds,  ten  thousand  lives, 

How  worthless  they  appear, 
Compared  with  thee,  supremely  good, 
Divinely  bright  and  fair. 
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4  Saviour  of  souls!  while  I  from  thee 
A  single  smile  obtain, 
Though  destitute  of  all  things  else, 
I  '11  glory  in  my  gain. 

361  A  plea  for  mercy .  CM 

MERCY  alone  can  meet  my  case, 
For  mercy,  Lord,  I  cry ; 
Jesus,  Redeemer,  show  thy  face 
In  mercy,  or  I  die. 

2  I  perish,  and  my  doom  were  just ; 

But  wilt  thou  leave  me  ?  No ! 
I  Sold  thee  fast,  my  hope,  my  trust ; 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

3  To  thee,  thee  only,  will  I  cleave ; 

Thy  word  is  all  my  plea ; 
That  word  is  truth,  and  I  believe — 
Have  mercy.  Lord,  on  me. 

362  It  is  I:  be  not  afraid.  C.  M. 

Matt.  14  :  27. 

WHEN  I  sink  down  in  gloom  or  fear, 
Hope  blighted  or  delayed, 
Thy  whisper,  Lord,  my  heart  shall  cheer, 
"'TisI:  be  not  afraid  1" 

2  Or,  startled  at  some  sudden  blow, 

If  fretful  thoughts  I  feel, 
"Fear  not,  it  is  but  I!"  shall  flow 
As  balm  my  wound  to  heal. 

3  Nor  will  I  quit  thy  way,  though  foes 

Some  onward  pass  defend ; 
From  each  rough  voice  the  watchword  goes,  - 
"  Be  not  afraid !  .  .  .  a  friend !" 

4  And  0 !  when  judgment's  trumpet  clear 

Awakes  me  from  the  grave. 
Still  in  its  echo  may  I  hear, 

"  'T  is  Christ !  he  comes  to  save. ' 
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363  Christ  our  only  hope.  C.  P.  M. 

DESPONDING  soul,  0  cease  thy  woe; 
Dry  up  thy  tears ;  to  Jesus  go, 
In  faith's  appointed  way; 
Let  not  thy  unbelieving  fears 
Still  hold  thee  back — thy  Saviour  hears — 
From  him  no  longer  stay. 

2  No  works  of  thine  can  e'er  impart 
A  balm  to  heal  thy  wounded  heart. 

Or  solid  comfort  give  ; 
Turn,  then,  to  him  who  freely  gave 
His  precious  blood  thy  soul  to  save :' 

E'en  now  he  bids  thee  live. 

3  Helpless  and  lost,  to  Jesus  fly ! 
His  power  and  love  are  ever  nigh 

To  those  who  seek  his  face; 
Thy  deepest  guilt  on  him  was  laid 
He  bore  thy  sins,  thy  ransom  paid; 

0,  haste  to  share  his  grace. 


364  You  shall  find  rest  for  your  souls.  S.  M. 

Matt:  11  :  29. 

H !  what  avails  my  strife, 
My  wandering  to  and  fro  ? 
Thou  hast  the  words  of  endless  life ; 
Ah  !  whither  should  I  go  ? 


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2  Thy  condescending  grace 

To  me  did  freely  move ; 
It  calls  me  still  to  seek  thy  face, 
And  stoops  to  ask  my  love. 

3  Lord!  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 

I  long  to  be  set  free ; 
I  fain  would  now  obey  the  call, 
And  give  up  all  for  thee. 
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365  Yielding.  S.  M. 
ND  can  I  yet  delay 

My  little  all  to  give  ? 
To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away 
For  Jesus  to  receive  ? 

2  Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield ; 

I  can  hold  out  no  more ; 
I  sink,  by  dying  love  compelled, 
And  own  thee  conqueror. 

3  Though  late,  I  all  forsake ; 

My  friends,  my  all,  resign ; 
Gracious  Redeemer!  take,  0  take, 
And  seal  me  ever  thine. 

4  Come,  and  possess  me  whole, 

Nor  hence  again  remove ; 
Settle  and  j&x  my  wavering  soul 
With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 

5  My  one  desire  be  this. 

Thy  only  love  to  know ; 
To  seek  and  taste  no  other  bliss, 
No  other  good  below. 

366  God's  mercy  to  the  penitent.  S.  M. 

SWEET  is  the  friendly  voice 
Which  speaks  of  life  and  peace ; 
Which  bids  the  penitent  rejoice. 
And  sin  and  sorrow  cease. 

2  No  balm  on  earth  like  this 

Can  cheer  the  contrite  heart ; 
No  flattering  dreams  of  earthly  bliss 
Such  pure  delight  impart. 

3  Still  merciful  and  kind. 

Thy  mercy.  Lord,  reveal ; 
The  broken  heart  thy  love  can  bind, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

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4  Thy  presence  shall  restore 

Peace  to  my  anxious  breast; 
Lord,  let  my  steps  be  drawn  no  more 
From  paths  which  thou  hast  blessed. 

367  Father^  I  have  sinned.  7s. 

Luke  15 :  18. 

LOVE  for  all!  andean  it  be? 
Can  I  hope  it  is  for  me  ? 
I,  who  strayed  so  long  ago, 
Strayed  so  far,  and  fell  so  low ! 

2  I,  the  disobedient  child, 
Wayward,  passionate  and  wild ; 
I,  who  left  my  Father's  home 
In  forbidden  ways  to  roam ! 

3  I,  who  spurned  his  loving  hold, 
I,  who  would  not  be  controlled ; 
I,  who  would  not  hear  his  call, 
I,  the  willful  prodigal ! 

4  I,  who  wasted  and  misspent 
Every  talent  he  had  lent ; 
I,  who  sinned  again,  again. 
Giving  every  passion  rein ! 

5  To  my  Father  can  I  go  ? 

At  his  feet  myself  I  '11  throw, 
In  his  house  there  yet  may  be 
Place,  a  servant's  place,  for  me. 

6  See,  my  Father  waiting  stands ; 
See,  he  reaches  out  his  hands; 
God  is  love !  I  know,  I  see. 
Love  for  me — yes,  even  me. 

368  Sighing  for  home.  78. 

PEOPLE  ofthe  living  God! 
I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod. 

Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found. 
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2  Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns, 
Turns,  a  fugitive  unblessed  ; 

Brethren !  where  your  altar  burns, 
0  receive  me  into  rest. 

3  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 
Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave 

Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 
Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave. 

4  Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore, 
Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine ; 

Earth  can  fill  my  heart  uo  more, 
Every  idol  I  resign. 

6  Tell  me  not  of  gain  or  loss. 

Ease,  enjoyment,  pomp,  and  power; 
Welcome !  poverty  and  cross. 

Shame,  reproach,  affliction's  hour. 

6  "  Follow  me !"  I  know  thy  voice, 
Jesus,  Lord !  thy  steps  I  see ; 
Now  I  take  thy  yoke  by  choice ; 
Light  thy  burden  now  to  me. 

369  Longing  for  rest.  7s,  double. 

|OES  the  gospel  word  proclaim 
Rest  for  those  that  weary  be  ? 
Then,  my  soul,  put  in  thy  claim — 

Sure  that  promise  speaks  to  thee : 
Marks  of  grace  I  can  not  show, 

All  polluted  is  my  best; 
But  I  weary  am,  I  know. 
And  the  weary  long  for  rest. 

Burdened  with  a  load  of  sin, 

Harrassed  with  tormenting  doubt, 

Hourly  conflicts  from  within. 
Hourly  crosses  from  without ; 
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FAITH  AND  REPENTANCE. 

All  my  little  strength  is  gone, 

Sink  I  must  without  supply; 
Sure  upon  the  earth  is  none 

Can  more  weary  be  than  I. 

3  In  the  ark  the  weary  dove 

Found  a  welcome  resting-place ; 
Thus  my  spirit  longs  to  prove 

Rest  in  Christ,  the  Ark  of  grace ; 
Tempest-tossed  I  long  have  been. 

And  the  flood  increases  fast ; 
Open,  Lord,  and  take  me  in, 

Till  the  storm  be  overpast! 

370  Forward.  Is. 

Exodus  14:  15. 

WHEN  we  can  not  see  our  way, 
Let  us  trust,  and  still  obey; 
He  who  bids  us  forward  go. 
Can  not  fail  the  way  to  show. 

2  Though  the  sea  be  deep  and  wide, 
Though  a  passage  seem  denied; 
Fearless  let  us  still  proceed. 
Since  the  Lord  vouchsafes  to  lead. 

3  Though  it  seems  the  gloom  of  night, 
Though  we  see  no  ray  of  light; 
Since  the  Lord  himself  is  there, 

'T  is  not  meet  that  we  should  fear. 

4  Night  with  him  is  never  night; 
Where  he  is,  there  all  is  light; 
When  he  calls  us,  why  delay  ? 
They  are  happy  who  obey. 

5  Be  it  ours,  then,  while  we  're  here, 
Him  to  follow  without  fear; 
Where  he  calls  us,  there  to  go, 
What  he  bids  us,  that  to  do. 

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371  The  unseen  Friend.  8s  &  6t'. 

0  HOLY  Saviour !  Frieud  unseen, 
Since  on  thine  arm  thou  bidd'st  me  lean, 
Help  me,  throughout  life's  changing  scene, 
By  faith  to  cling  to  thee ! 

2  Blest  with  this  fellowship  divine. 
Take  what  thou  wilt,  I  '11  not  repine ; 
For,  as  the  branches  to  the  vine, 

My  soul  would  cling  to  thee. 

3  Though  far  from  home,  fatigued,  oppressed, 
Here  have  I  found  a  place  of  rest; 

An  exile  still,  yet  not  unblest, 
Because  I  cling  to  thee. 

4  What  though  the  world  deceitful  prove, 
And  earthly  friends  and  hopes  remove ; 
With  patient,  uncomplaining  love. 

Still  would  I  cling  to  thee. 

5  Though  oft  I  seem  to  tread  alone 

Life's  dreary  waste,  with  thorns  o'ergrown, 
Thy  voice  of  love  in  gentlest  tone, 
Still  whispers,  "  Cling  to  me !" 

6  Though  faith  and  hope  are  often  tried, 

1  ask  not,  need  not  aught  beside ; 
So  safe,  so  calm,  so  satisfied, 

The  soul  that  clings  to  thee ! 

372  Cling  to  the  Crucified. 

CLING  to  the  Crucified! 
His  eye  shall  guard  thee  well — 
For  thee,  fast  from  his  side. 
The  crimson  current  fell. 

2  Cling  to  the  Crucified! 

My  weary  feet  in  peace 
Jlis  tender  hand  shall  guide 
Till  all  thy  wanderings  cease. 
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3  Cling  to  the  Crucified! 

His  love  the  golden  door 
For  thee  shall  open  wide, 
And  bless  thee  evermore. 

BAPTISM. 
373  Ashamed  of  Jesus.  L.  M. 

JESUS,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee : 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glory  shines  through  endless  days. 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus !     Sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star! 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus !     Just  as  soon 
Let  morning  be  ashamed  of  noon ; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul,  till  he, 
Bright  Morning  Star,  bid  darkness  flee. 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend ! 
No !  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name, 

5  Ashamed  of  Jesus !     Yes,  I  may, 
When  I  've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

6  Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then  I  '11  boast  a  Saviour  slain ! 
And  0 !  may  this  my  glory  be. 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me  I 

7  His  institutions  would  I  prize. 

Take  up  my  cross,  the  shame  despise — 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  cause, 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws, 
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374:  The  spirit  of  obedience.  L.  M. 

¥E  love  thy  name,  we  love  thy  laws, 
And  joyfully  embrace  thy  cause ; 
We  love  thy  cross,  the  shame,  the  pain, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain. 

2  We  sink  beneath  the  mystic  flood ; 
0,  bathe  us  in  thy  cleansing  blood; 
We  die  to  sin,  and  seek  a  grave. 
With  thee,  beneath  the  yielding  wave. 

3  And  as  we  rise,  with  thee  to  live, 
0,  let  the  Holy  Spirit  give 

The  sealing  unction  from  above. 
The  breath  of  life,  the  fire  of  love. 

375  Following.  L.  M. 

JESUS  my  all  to  heaven  has  gone. 
He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon; 
His  path  I  see,  and  I  '11  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 
2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went. 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment, 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness — 

1  '11  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

376  Christ's  example.  L.  M. 

OUR  Saviour  bowed  beneath  the  wave, 
And  meekly  sought  a  watery  grave ; 
Come  see  the  sacred  path  he  trod, 
A  path  well-pleasing  to  our  God. 

2  His  voice  we  hear,  his  footsteps  trace. 
And  hither  come  to  seek  his  face. 

To  do  his  will,  to  feel  his  love. 

And  join  our  songs  with  songs  above. 

3  Hosanna  to  the  Lamb  divine ! 

Let  endless  glories  round  him  shine ! 
High  o'er  the  heavens  for  ever  reign, 
0  Lamb  of  God !  for  sinners  slain ! 
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BAPTISM. 

377  The  baptism  of  Jesus.  L.  M. 

COME,  happy  souls,  adore  the  Lamb, 
Who  loved  our  race  ere  time  began, 
Who  vailed  his  Godhead  in  our  clay, 
And  in  an  humble  manger  lay. 

2  To  Jordan's  stream  the  Spirit  led. 

To  mark  the  path  his  saints  should  tread ; 
With  joy  they  trace  the  sacred  way. 
To  see  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

3  Baptized  by  John  in  Jordan's  wave, 
The  Saviour  left  his  watery  grave ; 
Heaven  owned  the  deed,  approved  the  way, 
And  blessed  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

4  Come,  all  who  love  his  precious  name ; 
Come  tread  his  steps,  and  learn  of  him ; 
Happy  beyond  expression  they 

Who  find  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

378  -4  baptismal  hymn.  L.  M. 

THE  great  Redeemer  we  adore. 
Who  came  the  lost  to  seek  and  save — 
Went  humbly  down  from  Jordan's  shore 
To  find  a  tomb  beneath  its  wave ! 

2  With  thee  into  thy  watery  tomb. 

Lord,  't  is  our  gloiy  to  descend ; 
'Tis  wondrous  grace  that  gives  us  room 
To  share  the  grave  of  such  a  friend. 

3  Yet,  as  the  yielding  waves  give  way 

To  let  us  see  the  light  again. 
So,  on  the  resurrection  day. 

The  bands  of  death  proved  weak  and  vain. 

4  Thus,  when  thou  shalt  again  appear, 

The  gates  of  death  shall  open  wide : 
Our  dust  thy  mighty  voice  shall  hear, 
And  rise  and  triumph  at  thy  side. 
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THE  GOSPEL: 

379  ^f  any  man  serve  me,  etc.  L.  M 

John  12:  26. 

SEE  how  the  willing  converts  trace 
The  path  their  great  Redeemer  trod: 
And  follow  through  his  liquid  grave 
The  meek,  the  lowly  Sou  of  God ! 

2  Here  they  renounce  their  former  deeds, 

And  to  a  heavenly  life  aspire, 
Their  rags  for  glorious  robes  exchanged. 
They  shine  in  clean  and  bright  attire. 

3  0  sacred  rite,  by  thee  the  name 

Of  Jesus  we  to  own  begin; 
This  is  our  resurrection  pledge. 
Pledge  of  the  pardon  of  our  sin. 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high  be  given, 

Who  shows  his  grace  to  sinful  men ; 
Let  saints  on  earth,  and  hosts  in  heaven, 
In  concert  join  their  loud  Amen. 

380  Hinder  me  not.  C.  M 

Gen.  24:  56. 

IN  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways. 
My  journey  I  '11  pursue  ; 
Hinder  me  not,  you  much-loved  saints. 
For  I  must  go  with  you. 

2  Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  lead, 

I  '11  follow  where  he  goes ; 
Hinder  me  not,  shall  be  my  cry, 
Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

3  Through  trials  and  through  sufferings  too, 

I'll  go  at  his  command; 
Hinder  me  not,  for  I  am  bound 
To  my  Immanuel's  land. 

4  And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home. 

Still  this  my  cry  shall  be — 
Hinder  me  not — come,  welcome  death — 
I  '11  gladly  go  with  thee. 
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BAPTISM. 

381  -2^6  tf^^i  is  ashamed  of  me,  and  of  my  word.  C.  M. 

Mark  8  :  38. 

ASHAMED  of  Christ!  our  souls  disdain 
The  mean,  ungenerous  thought ; 
Shall  we  disown  that  friend  whose  blood 
To  man  salvation  brought  ? 

2  With  the  glad  news  of  love  and  peace, 

From  heaven  to  earth  he  came ; 
For  us  endured  the  painful  cross. 
For  us  despised  the  shame. 

3  To  his  command  let  us  submit 

Ourselves  without  delay; 
Our  lives — yea,  thousand  lives  of  ours, 
His  love  can  ne'er  repay. 

4  Each  faithful  follower  Jesus  views 

With  infinite  delight; 
Their  lives  to  him  are  dear — their  death 
Is  precious  in  his  sight. 

5  To  bear  his  name — his  cross  to  bear — 

Our  highest  honor  this ! 
Who  nobly  suffers  for  him  now, 
Shall  reign  with  him  in  bliss. 

382  -H^  W^  w5  ^^  example.  C.  M 

BURIED  beneath  the  yielding  wave. 
The  great  Redeemer  lies ; 
Faith  views  him  in  the  watery  grave, 
And  thence  beholds  him  rise. 

2  With  joy  we  in  his  footsteps  tread. 

And  would  his  cause  maintain. 
Like  him  be  numbered  with  the  dead, 
And  with  him  rise  and  reign. 

3  Now,  blest  Redeemer,  we  to  thee 

Our  grateful  voices  raise ; 
Washed  in  the  fountain  of  thy  blood, 
Our  lives  shall  be  thy  praise. 
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383  Lord,  if  thou  wilt,  etc.  C.  M. 

Matt.  8 :  2. 

OLORD,  and  will  thy  pardoning  love 
Embrace  a  wretch  so  vile  ? 
Wilt  thou  my  load  of  guilt  remove, 
And  bless  me  with  thy  smile  ? 

2  Hast  thou  the  cross  for  me  endured, 

And  all  its  shame  despised  ? 
And  shall  I  be  ashamed,  0  Lord, 
With  thee  to  be  baptized  ? 

3  Didst  thou  the  great  example  lead. 

In  Jordan's  swelling  flood ! 
And  shall  my  pride  disdain  the  deed, 
That 's  worthy  of  my  God ! 

4  0  Lord,  the  ardor  of  thy  love 

Reproves  my  cold  delays; 
And  now  my  willing  footsteps  move 
In  thy  delightful  ways. 

384  The  Holy  Spirit  descended,  etc.  C.  M. 

Luke  3:  22. 

MEEKLY  in  Jordan's  flowing  stream 
The  great  Redeemer  bowed ; 
Bright  was  the  glory's  sacred  beam 
That  hushed  the  wondering  crowd. 

2  Thus  God  descended  to  approve 

The  deed  that  Christ  had  done ; 
Thus  came  the  emblematic  Dove, 
And  hovered  over  the  Son. 

3  So  may  the  Spirit  come  to-day 

To  our  baptismal  scene ; 
Let  thoughts  of  earth  be  far  away. 
And  every  mind  serene. 

4  This  day  we  give  to  holy  joy; 

This  day  to  heaven  belongs ; 
Raised  to  new  life,  we  will  employ 
In  melody  our  tongues. 
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BAPTISM. 

38o  I  come  to  do  thy  will.  C.  M. 

Heb.  10 :  7. 

*<  T  COME,"  the  great  Redeemer  cries, 

1  "To  do  thy  will,  0  Lord!" 
At  Jordan's  flood,  behold!  he  seals 

The  sure  prophetic  word. 

2  "Thus  it  becomes  us  io  fulfill 

All  righteousness,"  he  said; 

He  spake  obedient,  and  beneath 

The  yielding  wave  was  laid. 

3  Hark !  a  glad  voice — the  Father  speaks, 

From  heaven's  exalted  hight; 
"  This  is  my  Son,  my  well  beloved, 
In  whom  I  do  delight." 

4  Jesus,  the  Saviour,  well  beloved! 

His  name  we  will  profess. 
Like  him,  desirous  to  fulfill 
Each  law  of  righteousness. 

5  No  more  we  '11  count  ourselves  our  own, 

But  his  in  bonds  of  love ; 
0 !  may  such  bonds  for  ever  draw 
Our  souls  to  things  above. 
386  Math.^:  16.  S.M. 

lOME  and  behold  the  place 
Where  once  your  Saviour  lay; 
Confess  that  he  is  Lord  of  all, 
And  humble  homage  pay. 

2  Laid  in  the  watery  grave. 
He  quickly  rose  again  ; 

Buried  with  him,  we  too  shall  rise, 
And  endless  life  obtain. 

3  Now  may  the  Spirit  crown. 
With  tokens  of  his  grace. 

The  solemn  service  of  this  day, 
And  bid  us  go  in  peace. 
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THE  GOSPEL: 

387  The  same.  S.  M. 

SAVIOUR,  thy  law  we  love, 
Thy  pure  example  bless. 
And  with  a  firm,  unwavering  zeal, 
Would  in  thy  footsteps  press. 

2  Not  to  the  fiery  pains 

By  which  the  martyrs  bled ; 
Not  to  the  scourge,  the  thorn,  the  cross, 
Our  favored  feet  are  led — - 

3  But,  at  this  peaceful  tide, 

Assembled  in  thy  fear. 
The  homage  of  obedient  hearts, 
We  humbly  oifer  here. 

388  Folloxo  thou  me.  S.  M. 

John  21  :  22. 

HERE,  Saviour,  we  would  come, 
In  thine  appointed  way; 
Obedient  to  thy  high  commands, 
Our  solemn  vows  we  pay. 

2  0,  bless  this  sacred  rite. 
To  bring  us  near  to  thee ; 
And  may  we  find  that  as  our  day. 
Our  strength  shall  also  be. 


389  Thus  it  becometh  us.  S.  M. 

Matt:  3  :  15, 

ITH  willing  hearts  we  tread 
The  path  the  Saviour  trod ; 
We  love  th'  example  of  our  Head, 
The  glorious  Lamb  of  God. 


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On  thee,  on  thee  alone. 
Our  hope  and  faith  rely ; 

0  thou  who  didst  for  sin  atone, 
Who  didst  for  sinners  die. 

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BAPTISM. 

3  We  trust  thy  sacrifice 

To  thy  dear  cross  we  flee; 
0,  may  we  die  to  sin,  and  rise 
To  life  and  bliss  in  thee. 

390  Lord,  save  me.  7s.  6  lines. 

Jtfatt.  14  :  30. 

JESUS,  Lamb  of  God,  for  me 
Thou,  the  Lord  of  life,  didst  die ; 
Whither — whither,  but  to  thee, 
Can  a  trembling  sinner  fly  ? 
Death's  dark  waters  o'er  me  roll, 
Save,  0  save,  my  sinking  soul! 

2  Never  bowed  a  martyred  head. 

Weighed  with  equal  sorrow  down; 
Never  blood  so  rich  was  shed. 

Never  king  wore  such  a  crown ! 
To  thy  cross  and  sacrifice, 
Faith  now  lifts  her  tearful  eyes. 

3  All  my  soul,  by  love  subdued, 

Melts  in  deep  contrition  there ; 
By  thy  mighty  grace  renewed. 

New-born  hope  forbids  despair; 
Lord,  thou  canst  my  guilt  forgive. 
Thou  hast  bid  me  look  and  live. 

4  While  with  broken  heart  I  kneel. 

Sinks  the  inward  storm  to  rest ; 
Life — immortal  life — I  feel 

Kindled  in  my  throbbing  breast ; 
Thine — for  ever  thine — I  am, 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 

391  ^^^  ^^^^  rcashcd  us  from  our  sins,  etc.  7s 

Rev.  1  :  5. 

JESUS,  to  thy  wounds  I  fly; 
Purge  my  sins  of  deepest  dye; 
Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain, 
Wash  away  my  crimson  stain. 
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Purge  me  in  that  sacred  flood, 
In  that  fountain  of  thy  blood; 
Then  thy  Father's  eye  shall  see 
Not  a  spot  of  guilt  in  me. 


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392  ^<3  is  our  peace.  7s,  6  lines. 

Eph.  2  :  14. 

EARY  souls  that  wander  wide 
From  the  central  point  of  bliss, 
Turn  to  Jesus  crucified ; 

Fly  to  those  dear  wounds  of  his; 
Sink  into  the  purple  flood, 
Rise  into  the  life  of  God. 

2  Find  in  Christ  the  way  of  peace 

Peace  unspeakable,  unknown; 
By  his  pain  he  gives  you  ease. 

Life,  by  his  expiring  groan ; 
Rise,  exalted  by  his  fall ; 
Find  in  Christ" your  all  in  all. 

3  0  believe  the  record  true, 

God  to  you  his  Son  hath  given ! 
You  may  now  be  happy  too ; 

Find  on  earth  the  life  of  heaven; 
Live  the  life  of  heaven  above. 
All  the  life  of  glorious  love. 

393  Hear  and  obey.  8s  &  7s, 

HUMBLE  souls,  who  seek  salvation 
Through  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood, 
Hear  the  voice  of  revelation ; 
Tread  the  path  that  Jesus  trod. 

2  Hear  the  blest  Redeemer  call  you ; 
Listen  to  his  heavenly  voice ; 
Dread  no  ills  that  can  befall  you. 

While  you  make  his  way  your  choice. 
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3  Plainly  here  his  footsteps  tracing, 
Follow  him  without  delay, 
Gladly  his  command  embracing; 
Lo !  your  Captain  leads  the  way. 

394         Calling  on  the  name  of  the  Lord.        8s,  7s  &  4, 

Acts  22:  16. 

GRACIOUS  Saviour,  we  adore  thee ; 
Purchased  by  thy  precious  blood 
We  present  ourselves  before  thee. 
Now  to  walk  the  narrow  road : 

Saviour  guide  us — 
Guide  us  to  our  heavenly  home. 

2  Thou  didst  mark  our  path  of  duty; 
Thou  wast  laid  beneath  the  wave ; 
Thou  didst  rise  in  glorious  beauty, 
From  the  semblance  of  the  grave; 

May  we  follow 
In  the  same  delightful  way. 

REMISSION  OF  SINS. 
39o  The  joys  of  pardon.  L.  M. 

FORGIVENESS!  't is  a  joyful  sound 
To  malefactors  doomed  to  die ; 
Publish  the  bliss  the  world  around; 
You  seraphs,  shout  it  from  the  sky! 

2  'Tis  the  rich  gift  of  love  divine ; 

'Tis  full,  outmeasuring  every  crime; 
Unclouded  shall  its  glories  shine. 

And  feel  no  change  by  changing  time. 

3  For  this  stupendous  love  of  heaven, 

What  grateful  honors  shall  we  show ! 
Where  much  transgression  is  forgiven, 
Let  love  in  equal  ardors  glow. 
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THE  GOSPEL: 

4  By  this  inspired,  let  all  our  days 

With  gospel  holiness  be  crowned ; 
Let  truth  and  goodness,  prayer  and  praise 
In  all  abide,  in  all  abound. 

396  Blessed  is  the  man  whose  sin  is  covered.  L.  M. 

Rom.  4 :  7. 

l^ARTH  has  a  joy  unknown  in  heaven — 
L  The  new-born  joy  of  sins  forgiven  ! 
Tears  of  such  pure  and  deep  delight, 
0  angels!  never  dimmed  your  sight. 

2  You  saw  of  old  on  chaos  rise 
The  beauteous  pillars  of  the  skies; 
You  know  where  morn  exulting  springs, 
And  evening  folds  her  drooping  wings. 

3  Bright  heralds  of  th'  Eternal  Will, 
Abroad  his  errands  you  fulfill ; 

Or,  throned  in  jQoods  of  beamy  day, 
Symphonies  in  his  presence  play. 

4  Loud  is  the  song — the  heavenly  plain 
Is  shaken  with  the  choral  strain; 
And  dying  echoes,  floating  far. 
Draw  music  from  each  chiming  star. 

5  But  I  amid  your  choirs  shall  shine, 
And  all  your  knowledge  shall  be  mine ; 
You  on  your  harps  must  lean  to  hear 
A  secret  chord  that  mine  shall  bear. 

397  Self- dedication.  L.  M. 

LORD,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine, 
Purchased  alone  by  blood  divine ; 
With  full  consent  I  yield  to  thee, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  right  to  me. 
2  Grant  me,  in  mercy,  now  a  place 
Among  the  children  of  ihy  grace; 
A  wretched  sinner,  lost  to  God, 
But  ransomed  by  Immanuel's  blood. 
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3  Thee,  my  new  Master,  now  I  call. 
And  consecrate  to  thee  my  all: 
Lord,  let  me  live  and  die  to  thee ; 
Be  thine  through  all  eternity. 

398  Happy  day.  L.M. 

0  HAPPY  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 
On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God ! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

CHORUS. 

Happy  day,  happy  day, 
When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away; 
He  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray. 
And  live  rejoicing  every  day. 

2  0  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 

To  him  who  merits  all  my  love ! 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house, 
While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. 

3  'T  is  done ;  the  great  transaction 's  done ; 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine ; 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 

Charmed  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 

4  Now  rest,  my  long  divided  heart ! 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  center  rest ; 
Here  have  I  found  a  nobler  part. 

Here  heavenly  pleasures  fill  my  breast. 

5  High  heaven,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 

That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear; 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

399  Joy  of  consecration  to  Christ.  L.  M. 

0  SWEETLY  breathe  the  lyres  above. 
When  angels  touch  the  quivering  string. 
And  wake,  to  chant  Immanuel's  love. 
Such  strains  as  angel-lips  can  sing! 
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THE  GOSPEL: 

2  And  sweet,  on  earth,  the  choral  swell, 

From  mortal  tongues,  of  gladsome  lays ; 
When  pardoned  souls  their  raptures  tell, 
And,  grateful,  hymn  Immanuel's  praise. 

3  Jesus,  thy  name  our  souls  adore ; 

We  own  the  bond  that  makes  us  thine ; 
And  carnal  joys,  that  charmed  before. 
For  thy  dear  sake  we  now  resign. 

4  Our  hearts,  by  dying  love  subdued. 

Accept  thine  oifered  grace  to-day; 

Beneath  the  cross,  with  blood  bedewed, 

We  bow,  and  give  ourselves  away. 

5  In  thee  we  trust — on  thee  rely; 

Though  we  are  feeble,  thou  art  strong; 
0,  keep  us  till  our  spirits  fly 

To  join  the  bright,  immortal  throng! 

400  The  sure  refuge.  L.  M.  6  lines, 

NOW  I  have  found  the  ground  wherein 
Sure  my  soul's  anchor  may  remain ; 
The  wounds  of  Jesus,  for  my  sin. 

Before  the  world's  foundation  slain ; 
Whose  mercy  shall  unshaken  stay, 
When  heaven  and  earth  are  fled  away. 

2  0  Love,  thou  bottomless  abyss ! 

My  sins  are  swallowed  up  in  thee ; 
Covered  is  my  unrighteousness ; 

From  condemnation  now  I  'm  free ; 
While  Jesus'  blood  through  earth  and  skies, 
Mercy,  free,  boundless  mercy!  cries. 

3  With  faith  I  plunge  me  in  this  sea. 

Here  is  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest; 
Hither,  when  hell  assails,  I  flee, 

I  look  into  my  Saviour's  breast. 
Away,  sad  doubt,  and  anxious  fear! 
Mercy  is  all  that 's  written  here. 
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4  Tho'  waves  and  storms  go  o'er  my  head, 

Tho'  strength,  and  health,  and  friends,  be  gone : 

Tho'  joys  be  withered  all,  and  dead ; 
Tho'  every  comfort  be  withdrawn — 

Steadfast  on  this  my  soul  relies: 

Father,  thy  mercy  never  dies. 

401  What  shall  I  render  unto  thee.  L.  M. 

Psalm  116 :  12. 

EEDEEMED  from  guilt,  redeemed  from  fears, 
My  soul  enlarged,  and  dried  my  tears. 
What  can  I  do,  0  Love  Divine, 
What  to  repay  such  gifts  as  thine  ? 

2  What  can  I  do,  so  poor,  so  weak, 

But  from  thy  hands  new  blessings  seek, 
A  heart  to  feel  thy  mercies  more, 
A  soul  to  know  thee,  and  adore  ? 

3  0  teach  me  at  thy  feet  to  fall. 
And  yield  thee  up  myself,  my  all ! 
Before  thy  saints  my  debts  to  own, 
And  live  and  die  to  thee  alone ! 

4  Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  at  large  impart. 
Expand,  and  raise,  and  fill  my  heart! 
So  may  I  hope  my  life  shall  be 
Some  faint  return,  0  Lord,  to  thee. 

402  ^ot  as  the  world  giveth.  '      C.  M. 

John  14 :  27. 

HOW  happy  is  the  Christian's  state ! 
His  sins  are  all  forgiven ; 
A  cheering  ray  confirms  the  grace. 
And  lifts  his  hopes  to  heaven. 

2  Though  in  the  rugged  path  of  life 
He  heaves  the  pensive  sigh ; 
Yet,  trusting  in  his  God,  he  finds 
Delivering  grace  is  nigh. 
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THE  GOSPEL: 

3  If,  to  prevent  his  wandering  steps, 

He  feels  the  chastening  rod, 
The  gentle  stroke  shall  bring  him  back 
'To  his  forgiving  God. 

4  And  when  the  welcome  message  comes  . 

To  call  his  soul  away. 
His  soul  in  raptures  shall  ascend 
To  everlasting  day. 

403  I  was  blind,  but  now  I  see.  C.  M. 

John  9 :  25. 

AMAZING  grace !  (how  sweet  the  sound !) 
That  saved  a  wretch  like  me ! 
I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found; 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 
3  Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares, 
I  have  already  come ; 
'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

3  The  Lord  has  promised  good  to  me, 

His  word  my  hope  secures ; 
He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be 
As  long  as  life  endures. 

4  Yes,  when  this  heart  and  flesh  shall  fail, 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease, 
I  shall  possess  within  the  vail 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

40 1    *  Newness  of  life.  C.  M. 

Rom.  6 :  4. 

HOW  happy  every  child  of  grace, 
Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven ! 
This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place — 
I  seek  my  home  in  heaven. 
2  A  country  far  from  mortal  sight. 
Yet  0,  by  faith  I  see 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saint's  delight, 
The  heaven  prepared  for  me. 
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REMISSION  OF  SINS. 

3  0  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours ! 

While  here  ou  earth  we  stay, 
We  more  than  taste  the  heavenly  powers, 
And  antedate  that  day. 

4  We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 

Our  life  in  Christ  concealed. 
And  with  his  glorious  presence  here, 
Our  earthen  vessels  filled. 

6  0,  would  he  all  of  heaven  bestow! 
Then  like  our  Lord  we  '11  rise ; 
Our  bodies,  fully  ransomed,  go 
To  take  the  glorious  prize. 

6  On  him  with  rapture  then  I  '11  gaze. 
Who  bought  the  bliss  for  me, 
And  shout  and  wonder  at  his  grace. 
Through  all  eternity. 

405  ^y  grace  are  ye  saved.  S.  M. 

Eph.  2 :  8. 

GRACE !  't  is  a  charming  sound. 
Harmonious  to  the  ear ; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man ; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  led  our  wandering  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  we  meet. 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown 

Through  everlasting  days; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone. 
And  well  deserves  our  praise. 
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THE  GOSPEL : 

406  S^ch  knowledge  is  too  wonderful  for  me.       S.  M. 

Psalm  139 :  6. 

BLEST  Saviour!  Triend  divine! 
Thou  source  of  boundless  love! 
The  hope  of  all  thy  saints  on  earth, 
The  joy  of  all  above ! 

2  How  can  I  tell  thy  worth ! 

How  make  thy  glories  known! 
No  language  can  thy  goodness  speak, 
No  tongue  thy  mercies  own ! 

3  My  words  can  not  express 

The  sweetness  of  thy  name! 
Nor  can  my  feeble  lips  declare 
The  wonders  of  thy  fame! 

4  Then  take  my  trusting  heart, 

I  can  not  give  thee  more ; 
Make  rich  my  soul's  deep  poverty, 
From  thine  unwasting  store! 

407  ^  new  creature.  8s  &  7s,  peculiar. 

2  Cor.  5  :  17. 

SINCE  first  thy  word  awaked  my  heart. 
Like  light  new  dawning  o'er  me. 
Where'er  I  turn  my  eyes,  thou  art 
All  light  and  love  before  me. 

2  Naught  else  I  feel,  or  hear,  or  see. 

All  bonds  of  earth  I  sever; 
Thee,  0  my  Lord,  and  only  thee, 
I  live  for,  now,  and  ever. 

3  Like  him  whose  fetters  dropped  away 

When  light  shone  o'er  his  prison. 
My  soul  now  touched  by  mercy's  ray. 
Hath  from  its  chains  arisen. 

4  And  shall  the  soul  thou  bidd'st  be  free. 

Return  to  bondage  ?     Never ; 
Thee,  0  my  God,  and  only  thee, 
I  live  for,  now,  and  ever. 
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4:08  Joy  unspeakable  and  full  of  glory.  P.  M. 

1  Peter  1  :  8. 

HOW  happy  are  they  who  their  Saviour  obey, 
And  have  laid  up  their  treasures  above ! 
Tongue  can  not  express  the  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love ! 

2  This  comfort  is  mine,  since  the  favor  divine 
I  have  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb: 

Since  the  truth  I  believed  what  a  joy  I  've  received, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus'  blest  name ! 

3  'Tis  a  heaven  below  my  Redeemer  to  know, 
And  the  angels  can  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet,  and  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  lover  of  sinners  adore ! 

4  Jesus  all  the  day  long  is  my  joy  and  my  song; 
0  that  all  to  this  refuge  may  fly! 

He  has  loved  me,  I  cried,  he  has  suffered  and  died 
To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  I ! 

5  On  the  wings  of  his  love  I  am  carried  above 
All  my  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pain ; 

0  why  should  I  grieve,  while  on  him  I  believe! 
0  why  should  I  sorrow  again ! 

6  0  the  rapturous  bight  of  that  holy  delight, 
Which  I  find  in  the  life-giving  blood ! 

Of  my  Saviour  possessed,  I  am  perfectly  blessed. 
Being  filled  with  the  fullness  of  God ! 

7  Now  my  remnant  of  days  will  I  spend  to  his  praise 
Who  has  died  me  from  sin  to  redeem ; 

Whether  many  or  few,  all  my  years  are  his  due ; 
They  shall  all  be  devoted  to  him. 

8  What  a  mercy  is  this !  what  a  heaven  of  bliss ! 
How  unspeakably  happy  am  I! 

Gathered  into  the  fold,  with  believers  enrolled — 
With  believers  to  live  and  to  die! 
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SPIRIT  OF  ADOPTION. 

409  You  hath  he  quickened.  L.  M. 

Col.  2:  13. 

LIKE  morning — when  her  early  breeze 
Breaks  up  the  surface  of  the  seas, 
That,  in  their  furrows,  dark  with  night, 
Her  hand  may  sow  the  seeds  of  light — 

2  Thy  grace  can  send  its  breathings  o'er 
The  spirit  dark  and  lost  before ; 
x\nd,  freshening  all  its  depths,  prepare 
For  truth  divine  to  enter  there. 

3  Till  David  touched  his  sacred  lyre. 
In  silence  lay  the  unbreathing  wire ; 
But  when  he  swept  its  chords  along, 
Then  angels  stooped  to  hear  the  song. 

4  So  sleeps  the  soul,  till  thou,  0  Lord, 
Shall  deign  to  touch  its  lifeless  chord ; 
Till,  waked  by  thee,  its  breath  shall  rise, 
In  music  worthy  of  the  skies. 

410  The  gift  of  the  Holy  Spirit.  L.  M. 

Acts  2  :  38. 

OLORD!  and  shall  thy  Spirit  rest 
In  such  a  wretched  heart  as  mine ! 
Unworthy  dwelling !  glorious  guest ! 
Favor  astonishing,  divine ! 

2  When  sin  prevails,  and  gloomy  fear, 

And  hope  almost  expires  in  night, 
Lord,  can  thy  Spirit  then  be  here. 

Great  Spring  of  comfort,  life,  and  light  ? 

3  Sure  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh ! 

'T  is  he  sustains  my  fainting  heart ; 
Else  would  my  hopes  for  ever  die, 
And  every  cheering  ray  depart. 
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SPIRIT  OF  ADOPTION. 

4  When  some  kind  promise  glads  my  soul, 

Do  I  not  find  bis  healing  voice 
The  tempest  of  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  drooping  powers  rejoice ! 

5  Let  thy  kind  Spirit  in  my  heart 

For  ever  dwell,  0  God  of  love ! 
And  light  and  heavenly  peace  impart — 
Sweet  earnest  of  the  jOys  above. 

411  The  beatitudes.  L.  M. 

BLESSED  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
Their  emptiness  and  poverty ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given. 
And  crowns  of  joy  taid  up  in  heaven. 

2  Blessed  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart; 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 

A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 

3  Blessed  are  the  souls  who  thirst  for  grace. 
Hunger  and  thirst  for  righteousness ; 
They  shall  be  well  supplied,  and  fed 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 

4  Blessed  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  quench  the  glowing  coals  of  strife ; 
They  shall  be  called  the  heirs  of  bliss. 
The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 

5  Blessed  are  the  sufferers  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake ; 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord: 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 

412  III  Christ.  L.  M. 

GOD  of  my  life !  thy  boundless  grace, 
Chose,  pardoned,  and  adopted  me ; 
My  rest,  my  home,  my  dwelling-place ; 
Father!  I  come,  I  come  to  thee. 
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THE  GOSPEL: 

2  Jesus,  my  Hope,  my  Rock,  my  Shield ! 
Whose  precious  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
Into  thy  hands  my  soul  I  yield; 
Saviour !  I  come,  I  come  to  thee. 

413  H^  is  not  ashamed  to  call  them  brethren.        L.  M. 

Heb.  2:  11. 

HONOR  and  happiness  unite 
To  make  the  Christian's  name  a  praise ; 
How  fair  the  scene,  how  clear  the  light, 
That  fills  the  remnant  of  his  days ! 

2  A  kingly  character  he  bears, 

No  change  his  priestly  office  knows ; 
Unfading  is  the  crown  he  wears, 
His  joys  can  never  reach  a  close. 

3  Adorned  with  glory  from"  on  high, 

Salvation  shines  upon  his  face; 
His  robe  is  of  the  ethereal  dye, 
His  steps  are  dignity  and  grace. 

4  Inferior  honors  he  disdains, 

Nor  stoops  to  take  applause  from  earth, 
The  King  of  kings  himself  maintains 
The  expenses  of  his  heavenly  birth. 

5  The  noblest  creature  seen  below, 

Ordained  to  fill  a  throne  above ; 
God  gives  him  all  he  can  bestow. 
His  kingdom  of  eternal  love ! 

6  My  soul  is  ravished  at  the  thought  1 

Me  thinks  from  earth  I  see  him  rise ! 
Angels  congratulate  his  lot, 

And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies ! 

414  Peace  in  the  storm.  C  M. 

LORD,  in  whose  might  the  Saviour  trod 
The  dark  and  stormy  wave. 
And  trusted  in  his  Father's  arm, 
Omnipotent  to  save ; — 
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2  When  thickly  round  our  footsteps  rise 

The  floods  and  storms  of  life, 
Orant  us  thy  Spirit,  Lord,  to  still 
The  dark  and  fearful  strife. 

3  Strong  in  our  trust,  on  thee  reposed, 

The  ocean  path  we  '11  dare, 
Though  waves  around  us  rage  and  foam, 
Since  thou  art  present  there. 

415  Crying,  Abba,  Father.  C.  M. 

GaL  4:  6. 

FATHER !  I  wait  before  thy  throne ; 
Call  me  a  child  of  thine ; 
And  let  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son, 
Fill  this  poor  heart  of  mine. 
2  There  shed  thy  promised  love  abroad. 
And  make  my  comfort  strong; 
Then  shall  I  say,  my  Father,  God ! 
With  an  unwavering  tongue. 

4:16  We  have  left  all,  etc.  C.  M. 

Matt.  19 :  27. 

THERE  is  a  name  I  love  to  hear, 
I  love  to  speak  its  worth ; 
It  sounds  like  music  in  mine  ear, 
The  sweetest  name  on  earth. 

2  It  tells  me  of  a  Saviour's  love, 

Who  died  to  set  me  free ; 
It  tells  me  of  his  precious  blood, 
The  sinner's  perfect  plea. 

3  It  tells  me  of  a  Father's  smile, 

Beaming  upon  his  child ; 
It  cheers  me  through  this  "  little  while," 
Through  desert,  waste,  and  wild. 

4  It  bids  my  trembling  heart  rejoice ; 

It  dries  each  rising  tear ; 
It  tells  me  in  "  a  still  small  voice," 
To  trust  and  never  fear. 
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5  Jesus!  the  name  I  love  so  well, 

The  name  I  love  to  hear ! 
No  saint  on  earth  its  worth  can  tell,  ^ 
No  heart  conceive  how  dear. 

6  This  name  shall  shed  its  fragi-ance  still 

Along  this  thorny  road, 
Shall  sweetly  smooth  the  rugged  hill 
That  leads  me  up  to  God. 

417  ^'i6  Spirit  of  God  dicelleth  within  you.       C.  M. 

1  Cor.  3  :  16. 

LORD,  let  thy  Spirit  penetrate 
This  heart  and  soul  of  mine ; 
And  my  whole  being  with  thy  grace 
Pervade,  0  Life  divine! 

2  As  this  clear  air  surrounds  the  earth, 

Thy  grace  around  me  roll ; 
As  the  fresh  light  pervades  the  air, 
So  pierce  and  fill  my  soul. 

3  As  from  these  clouds  drops  down  in  love 

The  precious  summer  rain, 
So  from  thyself  pour  down  the  flood 
That  freshens  all  again. 

4  As  these  fair  flowers  exhale  their  scent 

In  gladness  at  our  feet. 
So  from  thyself  let  fragrance  breathe, 
More  heavenly  and  more  sweet. 

5  Thus  life  within  our  lifeless  hearts, 

Shall  make  its  glad  abode ; 
And  we  shall  shine  in  beauteous  light 
Filled  with  the  light  of  God. 

418  I  will  write  my  law  in  their  hearts.        S.  M.  D. 

Hcb.  8:  10. 

GREAT  source  of  life  and  light! 
Thy  heavenly  grace  impart. 
Thy  Holy  Spirit  grant,  and  write 
Thy  law  upon  my  heart; 
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SPIRIT  OF  ADOPTION. 

My  soul  would  cleave  to  thee ; 

Let  naught  my  purpose  move ; 
0,  let  my  faith  more  steadfast  be, 

And  more  intense  my  love ! 

2  Long  as  my  trials  last, 

Long  as  the  cross  I  bear, 
0,  let  my  soul  on  thee  be  cast 

In  confidence  and  prayer ! 
Conduct  me  to  the  shore 

Of  everlasting  peace. 
Where  storm  and  tempest  rise  no  more, 

Where  sin  and  sorrow  cease. 

419  That  they  may  he  one  in  us.  S,  M. 

John  17:  21. 

THY  Spirit  shall  uni'te 
Our  souls  to  thee  our  Head ; 
Shall  form  us  to  thine  image  bright. 
That  we  thy  paths  may  tread. 

2  Death  may  our  souls  divide 

From  these  abodes  of  clay ; 
^  But  love  shall  keep  us  near  thy  side 
Through  all  the  gloomy  way. 

3  Since  Christ  and  we  are  one, 

Why  should  we  doubt  or  fear! 
If  he  in  heaven  hath  fixed  his  throne. 
He'll  fix  his  members  there. 

420  ^n  whom  we  have  redemption.        7s,  6  lines. 

Col.  1 :  14. 

BLESSED  are  the  sons  of  God; 
They  are  bought  with  Jesus'  blood; 
They  are  ransomed  from  the  grave 
Life  eternal  they  shall  have ; 
With  them  numbered  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 
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2  They  are  justified  by  grace, 
They  enjoy  the  Saviour's  peace ; 
All  their  sins  are  washed  away ; 
They  shall  stand  in  God's  great  day : 
With  them  numbered  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

3  They  are  lights  upon  the  earth — 
Children  of  a  heavenly  birth — 
One  with  God,  with  Jesus  one  ;■ 
Glory  is  in  them  begun ; 

With  them  numbered  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

42 1  God,  our  salvation.  8s  &  7s. 

CALL  Jehovah  thy  salvation, 
Rest  beneath  th'  Almighty's  shade; 
In  his  secret  habitation 

Dwell,  and  never  be  dismayed. 
Guile  nor  violence  can  harm  thee, 

In  eternal  silence  there ; 
There  no  tumult  shall  alarm  thee ; 
Thou  shalt  dread  no  hidden  snare. 

2  Since  with  pure  and  firm  affection 

Thou  on  God  hast  set  thy  love, 
With  the  wings  of  his  protection 

He  will  shield  thee  from  above : 
Thou  shalt  call  on  him  in  trouble ; 

He  will  hearken ;  he  will  save ; 
Here  for  grief  reward  thee  double ; 

Crown  with  life  beyond  the  grave. 

4-22  The  Holy  Spirit  the  Comforter.       8s,  6s  &  4s. 

OUR  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed 
His  tender,  last  farewell, 
A  Guide,  a  Comforter,  bequeathed 
With  us  to  dwell. 
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SPIRIT  or  ADOPTION. 

He  came  in  tongues  of  living  flame, 

To  teach,  convince,  subdue ; 
All  powerful  as  the  wind  he  came, 

As  viewless  too. 
He  came,  sweet  influence  to  impart, 

A  gracious,  willing  guest. 
While  he  can  find  one  humble  heart 

Wherein  to  rest. 
And  his  that  gentle  voice  we  hear. 

Soft  as  the  breeze  of  even, 
That  checks  each  fault,  that  calms  each  fear, 

And  speaks  of  heaven. 


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423  The  peace  of  God.  P.M. 

Phil.  4 :  7. 

E  ask  for  peace,  0  Lord ! 
Thy  children  ask  thy  peace ; 
Not  what  the  world  calls  rest. 

That  toil  and  care  should  cease, 
That  through  bright  sunny  hours 

Calm  life  should  fleet  away. 
And  tranquil  night  should  fade 

In  smiling  day — 
It  is  not  for  such  peace  that  we  would  pray. 
We  ask  for  peace,  0  Lord ! 
Yet  not  to  stand  secure. 
Girt  round  with  iron  pride. 

Contented  to  endure : 
Crushing  the  gentle  strings. 

That  human  hearts  should  know, 
Untouched  by  others'  joys 

Or  others'  woe ; 
Thou,  0  dear  Lord,  wilt  never  teach  us  so. 
We  ask  thy  peace,  0  Lord ! 

Through  storm,  and  fear,  and  strife, 
To  light  and  guide  us  on. 

Through  a  long  struggling  life : 
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THE  GOSPEL: 

While  no  success  or  gain 

Shall  cheer  the  desperate  fight, 
Or  nerve,  what  the  world  calls. 

Our  wasted  might: 
Yet  pressing  through  the  darkness  to  the  light. 
4  It  is  thine  own,  0  Lord! 

Who  toil  while  others  sleep. 
Who  sow  with  loving  care 

What  other  hands  shall  reap: 
They  lean  on  thee  entranced 

In  calm  and  perfect  rest : 
Give  us  that  peace,  0  Lord ! 

Divine  and  blest,  [best. 

Thou  keepest  for  those  hearts  who  love  thee 

42  4  H^  iJoill  give  the  Holy  Spirit^  etc.  H.  M. 

Luke  11 :  13. 

OTHOU  that  hearest  prayer, 
Attend  our  humble  cry. 
And  let  thy  servants  share 

Thy  blessings  from  on  high : 
We  plead  the  promise  of  thy  word; 
Grant  us  thy  Holy  Spirit,  Lord. 
2  If  earthly  parents  hear 

Their  children  when  they  cry — 
If  they,  with  love  sincere. 

Their  varied  wants  supply — 
Much  more  wilt  thou  thy  love  display. 
And  answer  when  thy  children  pray. 

42o  The  world  knoweth  us  not.  C.  H.  M. 

IJohnS:  1. 

LET  others  boast  their  ancient  line. 
In  long  succession  great; 
In  the  proud  list  let  heroes  shine. 
And  monarchs  swell  the  state. 
Descended  from  the  King  of  kings. 
Each  saint  a  nobler  title  sings. 
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2  Pronounce  me,  gracious  God,  thy  son, 

Own  me  an  heir  divine ; 
1  '11  pity  princes  on  the  throne, 

When  I  can  call  thee  mine : 
Scepters  and  crowns  unenvied  rise, 
And  lose  their  luster  in  my  eyes. 

3  Content,  obscure,  I  pass  my  days. 

To  all  I  meet  unknown. 
And  wait  till  thou  thy  child  shalt  raise, 

And  seat  me  near  thy  throne : 
No  name,  no  honors  here  I  crave. 
Well  pleased  with  those  beyond  the  grave. 

4  Jesus,  my  elder  brother,  lives ; 

With  him  I,  too,  shall  reign ; 
Nor  sin,  nor  death,  while  he  survives. 

Shall  make  the  promise  vain ; 
In  him  my  title  stands  secure. 
And  shall  while  endless  years  endure. 

5  When  he,  in  robes  divinely  bright, 

Shall  once  again  appear. 
Thou,  too,  my  soul,  shalt  shine  in  light, 

And  his  full  image  bear : 
Enough! — I  wait  th'  appointed  day — 
Blessed  Saviour,  haste,  and  come  away ! 

THE  HOPE  OF  ETERNAL  LIFE. 

4:26  Our  life  is  a  vapor.  L.  M. 

James  4 :  14. 

HOW  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies ! 
How  transient  every  earthly  bliss! 
How  slender  all  the  fondest  ties 
That  bind  us  to  a  world  like  this  1 
2  The  evening  cloud,  the  morning  dew. 

The  withering  grass,  the  fading  flower, 
Of  earthly  hopes  are  emblems  true, 
The  glory  of  a  passing  hour. 
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3  But  though  earth's  fairest  blossoms  die, 

And  all  beneath  the  skies  is  vain, 
There  is  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  care  and  pain. 

4  Then  let  the  hope  of  joys  to  come 

Dispel  our  cares  and  chase  our  fears ; 
If  God  be  ours,  we  're  traveling  home, 
Though  passing  through  a  vale  of  tears. 

427  Fight  the  good  fight  of  faith.  L.  M. 

1  Tim.  6  :  12. 

STAND  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears, 
And  gird  the  gospel  armor  on; 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy, 

Where  Jesus,  the  great  Captain 's  gone. 

2  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course ; 

But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquished  foes ; 
Thy  Saviour  nailed  them  to  the  cross. 
And  sung  the  triumph  when  he  rose. 

3  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on, 

Press  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate ; 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 

And  glittering  robes  for  conquerors  wait. 

4  There  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown. 

And  triumph  in  almighty  grace. 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 

4:28  The  land  of  promise.  C.  M. 

THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortal  reign, 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night. 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides. 
And  never  withering  flowers ; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 
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THE  UOPE  OF  ETERNAL  LIFE. 

3  Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green; 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood. 
While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea, 
And  linger,  shivering  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  0 !  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love. 
With  unbeclouded  eyes; 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood. 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er ; 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood. 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

429  The  land  that  is  afar  off.  C.  M. 

Isaiah  33  :  17. 

FAR  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night, 
Unbounded  glories  rise ; 
And  realms  of  infinite  delight. 
Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

2  Celestial  land !  could  our  weak  eyes 

But  half  thy  charms  explore, 

How  would  our  spirits  long  to  rise ; 

And  dwell  on  earth  no  more: 

3  There  pain  and  sickness  never  come, 

And  grief  no  place  obtains; 
Health  triumphs  in  immortal  bloom, 
And  endless  pleasure  reigns! 

4  No  cloud  these  blissful  regions  know, 

For  ever  bright  and  fair ! 
For  sin,  the  source  of  every  woe, 
Can  never  enter  there. 
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5  There  no  alternate  night  is  known, 
Nor  sun's  faint  sickly  rayj 
But  glory  from  the  sacred  throne 
Spreads  everlasting  day\ 
430  We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven.  C.  M 

HAIL,  sweetest,  dearest  tie,  that  binds 
Our  glowing  hearts  in  one ; 
Hail,  sacred  hope,  that  tunes  our  minds 

To  harmony  divine. 
It  is  the  hope,  the  blissful  hope, 

Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given — 
The  hope,  when  days  and  years  are  past, 
We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 

2  What  though  the  northern  wintry  blast 

Shall  howl  around  our  cot; 
What  though  beneath  an  eastern  sun 

Be  cast  our  distant  lot; 
Yet  still  we  share  the  blissful  hope, 

Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given — 
The  hope,  when  days  and  years  are  past, 

We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 

3  From  eastern  shores,  from  northern  lands. 

From  western  hill  and  plain, 
From  southern  climes,  the  brother-bands 

May  hope  to  meet  again ; 
It  is  the  hope,  the  blissful  hope. 

Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given — 
The  hope,  when  life  and  time  are  o'er, 

We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 

4  From  Burmah's  shores,  from  Afric's  strand, 

From  India's  burning  plain. 
From  Europe,  from  Columbia's  land. 

We  hope  to  meet  again ; 
It  is  the  hope,  the  blissful  hope. 

Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given — 
The  hope,  when  days  and  years  are  past, 

We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 
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THE  HOPE  OF  ETERNAL  LIFE. 

5  No  lingering  look,  nor  parting  sigh, 

Our  future  meeting  knows ; 
There  friendship  beams  from  every  eye, 

And  love  immortal  glows. 
0  sacred  hope !  0  blissful  hope ! 

Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given — 
The  hope,  when  days  and  years  are  past 

We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 

431  The  heavenly  Canaan.  C  M. 

ON  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
AVhere  my  possessions  lie. 

2  0  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene. 

That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight ! 

3  There  generous  fruits  that  never  fail 

On  trees  immortal  grow ; 
There  rocks  and  hills,  and  brooks  and  vales, 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  All  o'er  these  wide,  extended  plains. 

Shines  one  eternal  day ; 
There  God,  the  Son,  for  ever  reigns. 
And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds  nor  poisonous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 

6  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  for  ever  blest ! 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest ! 
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7  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 
Would  here  no  longer  stay; 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 
Fearless  I  'd  launch  away. 

432  Hope  in  trouble.  C.  M. 

WHEN  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past, 
And  mourns  the  present  pain, 
'T  is  sweet  to  think  of  peace  at  last, 
And  feel  that  death  is  gain. 

2  'Tis  not  that  murmuring  thoughts  arise, 

And  dread  a  Father's  will; 
'Tis  not  that  meek  submission  flies, 
And  would  not  suffer  still. 

3  It  is  that  heaven-born  faith  surveys 

The  path  that  leads  to  light. 
And  longs  her  eagle  plumes  to  raise, 
And  lose  herself  in  sight. 

4  It  is  that  troubled  conscience  feels 

The  pangs  of  struggling  sin, 
And  sees,  though  far,  the  hand  that  heals, 
And  ends  the  strife  within. 

5  0,  let  me  wing  my  hallowed  flight 

From  earth-born  woe  and  care. 
And  soar  above  these  clouds  of  night, 
My  Saviour's  bliss  to  share. 

433  Light  in  darkness.  C.  M. 

0  THERE  'S  a  better  world  on  high ; 
Hope  on,  thou  pious  breast ; 
Faint  not,  thou  traveler ;  on  the  sky 
Thy  weary  feet  shall  rest. 

2  Anguish  may  rend  each  vital  part ; 
Poor  man,  thy  strength  how  frail ! 
Yet  heaven's  own  strength  shall  shield  thy  heart, 
When  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail. 
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THE  HOPE  OF  ETERNAL  LIFE. 

3  Through  death's  dark  vale,  of  deepest  shade, 

Thy  feet  must  surely  go; 
Yet  there,  e'en  there,  walk  undismayed ; 
'Tis  thy  last  scene  of  woe, 

4  Thy  God — and  with  the  tenderest  hand — 

Shall  guard  the  traveler  through ; 
"Hail!"  shalt  thou  cry:  "hail!  promised  land! 
And,  wilderness,  adieu !" 

5  0  Father,  make  our  souls  thy  care, 

And  bring  us  safe  to  thee ; 
Where'er  thou  art — we  ask  not  where — 
But  there  'tis  heaven  to  be. 

434:  Abiding  in  hope.  C.  M. 

SINCE  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear. 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurled. 
Then  I  would  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge,  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall. 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home. 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest ; 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

435  God  our  only  hope.  C.  M. 

WHEN  reft  of  all,  and  hopeless  care 
Would  sink  us  to  the  tomb, 
What  power  shall  save  us  from  despair, 
What  dissipate  the  gloom  ? 
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THE  GOSPEL: 

2  No  balm  that  earthly  plants  distill 

Can  soothe  the  mourner's  smart, 
No  mortal  hand,  with  lenient  skill, 
Bind  up  the  broken  heart. 

3  But  One  alone,  who  reigns  above, 

Our  woe  to  joy  can  turn, 
And  light  the  lamp  of  life  and  love, 
That  long  has  ceased  to  burn. 

4  Then,  0  my  soul !  to  that  One  flee, 

To  God  thy  woes  reveal ; 
His  eye  alone  thy  wounds  can  see. 
His  power  alone  can  heal. 

436  Hope  tJiou  in  God.  C.  M. 

Psalm  42  :  5. 

MY  soul !  triumphant  in  the  Lord, 
Proclaim  thy  joys  abroad. 
And  march  with  holy  vigor  on. 
Supported  by  thy  God. 

2  Through  every  winding  maze  of  life, 

His  hand  has  been  my  guide ; 
And  in  his  long-experienced  care. 
My  heart  shall  still  confide. 

3  His  grace  through  all  the  desert  flows. 

An  unexhausted  stream; 
That  grace,  on  Zion's  sacred  mount, 
Shall  be  my  endless  theme. 

4  Beyond  the  choicest  joys  of  time. 

Thy  courts  on  earth  I  love; 
But  0 !  I  burn  with  strong  desire 
To  view  thy  house  above. 

5  There,  joined  with  all  the  shining  band, 

My  soul  would  thee  adore ; 
A  pillar  in  thy  temple  fixed. 
To  be  removed  no  more. 
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437  Vain  world,  adieu.  8s  &4s. 

WHEN  for  eternal  worlds  we  steer, 
And  seas  are  calm,  and  skies  are  clear, 
And  faith,  in  lively  exercise. 
Sees  distant  fie-lds  of  Canaan  rise, 
The  soul  for  joy  then  spreards  her  wings, 
And  loud  her  lovely  sonnet  sings. 
Vain  world,  adieu. 

2  With  cheerful  hope,  her  eyes  explore 
Each  land-mark  on  the  distant  shore, 
The  trees  of  life,  the  pastures  green, 
The  golden  streets,  the  crystal  stream; 
Again  for  joy  she  spreads  her  wings. 
And  loud  her  lovely  sonnet  sings, 

I  'm  going  home. 

3  The  nearer  still  she  draws  to  land, 
More  eager  all  her  powers  expand ; 
With  steady  helm,  and  free  bent  sail. 
Her  anchor  drops  within  the  vail ; 
And  now  for  joy  she  folds  her  wings, 
And  her  celestial  sonnet  sings, 

I  'm  safe  at  home. 

438  Hope  maketh  not  ashamed.  G.  M. 

Rom.  5 :  5. 

THE  world  may  change  from  old  to  new. 
From  new  to  old  again  ; 
Yet  hope  and  heaven,  for  ever  true. 
Within  our  hearts  remain. 

2  Hope  leads  the  child  to  plant  the  flower, 

The  man  to  sow  the  seed ; 
Nor  leaves  fulfillment  to  her  hour — 
But  prompts  again  to  deed. 

3  And  ere  upon  the  old  man's  dust 

The  grass  is  seen  to  wave. 
We  look  through  falling  tears,  to  trust 
Hope's  sunshine  on  the  grave. 
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THE  GOSPEL: 

4  0,  no,  it  is  no  flattering  lure, 

No  fancy  weak  or  fond, 
When  hope  would  bid  us  rest  secure 
In  better  life  beyond. 

5  Nor  love,  nor  shame,  nor  grief^  nor  tears. 

Her  promise  may  gainsay ; 
The  voice  divine  speaks  through  our  years, 
To  cheer  us  on  our  way. 

439  The  Rock  of  Salvation.  P,  M 

P  life's  pleasures  charm  you,  give  them  not  your  heart. 
Lest  the  gift  ensnare  you  from  your  God  to  part ; 
His  favor  seek,  his  praises  spealc  ; 

Fix  here  your  hope's  foundation  ; 
Serve  him,  and  he  will  ever  be 
The  Eock  of  your  Salvation. 

2  If  distress  befall  you,  painful  though  it  be, 
Let  not  grief  appall  you — to  your  Saviour  flee ; 

He  ever  near,  j^our  prayer  will  hear, 

And  calm  your  perturbation  ; 
The  waves  of  woe  shall  ne'er  o'erflovv 

The  Rock  of  your  Salvation. 

3  When  earth's  prospects  fail  you,  let  it  not  distress, 
Better  comforts  wait  you — Christ  will  surely  bless  j 

To  Jesus  flee — your  prop  he  'II  be, 

Your  heavenly  consolation  ; 
For  griefs  below  can  not  o'erthrow 

The  Rock  of  your  Salvation. 

4  Dangers  may  approach  you ;  let  them  not  alarm  ; 
Christ  will  ever  watch  you,  and  protect  from  harm, 

He  nenr  you  stands,  with  mighty  hands 

To  ward  off  each  temptation  ; 
To  Jesus  fly  ;  he  's  ever  nigh. 

The  Rock  of  3'our  Salvation. 

5  Let  not  death  alarm  you,  shrink  not  from  his  blow ; 
For  your  God  shall  arm  you,  and  victory  bestow, 

For  death  shall  bring  to  you  no  sting, 

The  grave  no  desolation  : 
'Tis  sweet  to  die  with  Jesus  nigh, 

The  Hock  of  your  Salvation. 

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THE  HOPE  OF  ETERNAL  LIFE. 

44:0  Jesiis  is  mine.  6s&4s 

"OW  I  have  found  a  friend, 
Jesus  is  mine; 
His  love  shall  never  end, 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Though  earthly  joys  decrease; 
Though  human  friendships  cease, 
Now  I  have  lasting  peace ; 
Jesus  is  mine. 

Though  I  grow  poor  and  old, 

Jesus  is  mine; 
He  will  my  faith  uphold, 

Jesus  is  mine ; 
He  shall  my  wants  supply. 
His  precious  blood  is  nigh, 
Nought  can  my  hope  destroy, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 

When  earth  shall  pass  away,    • 

Jesus  is  mine. 
In  the  great  Judgment  day, 

Jesus  is  mine. 
0 !  what  a  glorious  thing 
Then  to  behold  my  King, 
On  tuneful  harp  to  sing, 

Jesus  is  mine. 

Farewell  mortality! 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Welcome  eternity! 

Jesus  is  mine. 
He  my  Redemption  is. 
Wisdom  and  Righteousness, 
Life,  Light  and  Holiness, 

Jesus  is  mine. 
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THE  CHURCH— DIVINE  CONSTITUTION. 

4:4:1  God  is  the  midst  of  her.  L.  M. 

Psalm  46 :  5. 

HAPPY  the  church,  thou  sacred  place, 
The  seat  of  thy  Creator's  grace ! 
Thine  holy  courts  are  his  ahode, 
Thou  earthly  palace  of  our  God! 

2  Thy  walls  are  strength,  and  at  thy  gates 
A  guard  of  heavenly  warriors  waits ; 
Nor  shall  thy  deep  foundations  move, 
Fixed  on  his  counsels  and  his  love. 

3  Thy  foes  in  vain  designs  engage ; 
Against  his  throne  in  vain  they  rage : 
Like  rising  waves,  with  angry  roar, 
That  dash  and  die  upon  the  shore. 

4  God  is  our  shield,  and  God  our  sun; 
Swift  as  the  fleeting  moments  run. 
On  us  he  sheds  new  beams  of  grace, 
And  we  reflect  his  brightest  praise. 

4:4:2  Crod  IS  OUT  refuge.  L.  M. 

Psalm  46:  1. 

GOD  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 
When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade ; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints. 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurled 
Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there ; 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world; 

Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Zion  enjoys  her  monarch's  love. 
Secure  against  a  threatening  hour; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move. 
Built  on  his  truth,  and  armed  with  power. 

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DIVINE  CONSTITUTION. 

443  -^  kingdom  which  can  not  he  moved.  C.  M. 

Heb.  12 :  28. 

THY  kingdom,  Lord,  for  ever  stands, 
While  earthly  thrones  decay ; 
And  time  submits  to  thy  commands, 
While  ages  roll  away. 

2  Thy  sovereign  bounty  freely  gives 

Its  unexhausted  store ; 
And  universal  nature  lives 
On  thy  sustaining  power. 

3  Holy  and  just  in  all  thy  ways, 

Thy  providence  divine ; 
In  all  thy  works,  immortal  rays 
Of  power  and  mercy  shine. 

4  The  praise  of  God — delightful  theme! 

Shall  fill  my  heart  and  tongue; 
Let  all  creation  bless  his  name, 
In  one  eternal  song. 

444:  A  sure  foundation.  CM. 

Isaiah  28 :  16. 

BEHOLD  the  sure  foundation-stone. 
Which  God  in  Zion  lays. 
To  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon. 
And  his  eternal  praise ! 

2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

And  saints  adore  the  name; 
They  trust  their  whole  salvation  here. 
Nor  shall  they  suffer  shame. 

3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe,  and  priest, 

Reject  it  with  disdain ; 
Yet  on  this  rock  the  church  shall  rest. 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood. 

Yet  must  this  building  rise : 
'Tis  thy  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 
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4:4:5         I^^i  ws  go  into  the  house  of  the  Lord.  C.  ]M. 

Psalm  122:  1. 

HOW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
My  friends  devoutly  say, 
"  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 
And  keep  the  solemn  day." 

2  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road : 

The  church,  adorned  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace,  built  for  God, 
To  show  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts,  with  joys  unknown, 

The  holy  tribes  repair ; 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  praises  and  complaints; 

And  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saints. 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest! 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace, 
Be  her  attendants  blest ! 

6  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still. 

While  life  or  breath  remains ; 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred,  dwell, 
There  God,  my  Saviour  reigns. 

4  46  Yef  will  I  not  forget  thee.  C.  M. 

Isaiah  49  :  15, 

MOTHER  may  forgetful  be. 
For  human  love  is  frail ; 
But  thy  Creator's  love  to  thee, 

0  Zion !  can  not  fail. 
No !  thy  dear  name  engraven  stands. 

In  characters  of  love. 
On  thy  almighty  Father's  hands. 
And  never  shall  remove. 
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DIVINE  CONSTITUTION. 

3  Before  his  ever  watchful  eye 

Thy  mournful  state  appears ; 
And  every  groan,  and  every  sigh, 
Divine  compassion  hears. 

4  0  Zion !  learn  to  doubt  no  more, 

Be  every  fear  suppressed ; 
Unchanging  truth,  and  love,  and  power, 
Dwell  in  thy  Saviour's  breast. 

447  The  Lord  is  my  light  and  my  salvation.       C.  M. 

Psalm  27  :  1. 

THE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light. 
And  my  salvation  too ; 
God  is  my  strength,  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One  blessing.  Lord,  my  heart  desires ; 

0,  grant  me  my  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, 
The  temples  of  my  God. 

3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 

And  see  thy  glory  still ; 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  learn  thy  holy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rise,  and  storms  appear. 

There  may  his  children  hide ; 
God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  soul  abide. 

5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  foes  around, 
And  songs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  sound. 

448  Fear  not  ;Uttle  flock.  CM. 

Luke  12  :  32. 

THERE  is  a  little,  lonely  fold. 
Whose  flock  one  Shepherd  keeps, 
Through  summer's  heat  and  winter's  cold. 
With  eye  that  never  sleeps. 
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By  evil  beast,  or  burning  sky, 
Or  damp  of  midnight  air. 

Not  one  in  all  that  flock  shall  die 
Beneath  that  Shepherd's  care. 

For  if,  unheeding  or  beguiled. 
In  danger's  path  they  roam. 

His  pity  follows  through  the  wild, 
And  guards  them  safely  home. 

0,  gentle  Shepherd,  still  behold 
Thy  helpless  charge  in  me ; 

And  take  a  wanderer  to  thy  fold, 
That,  trembling,  turns  to  thee. 


N' 


44:9  You  are  come  unto  Mount  Zion.  C.  M. 

Heb.  12 :  22. 

"OT  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 
The  tempest,  fire,  and  smoke — 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke ; — 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Zion  hill,  • 
The  city  of  our  God, 

Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  the  great,  the  glorious  host 
Of  angels  clothed  in  light ! 

Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just. 
Whose  faith  is  turned  to  sight! 

4  Behold  the  blest  assembly  there. 
Whose  names  are  writ  in  heaven ! 

And  God,  the  Judge,  who  doth  declare 
Their  vilest  sins  forgiven! 

5  Saints  here,  and  those  in  Jesus  dead, 
But  one  communion  make; 

All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  head, 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 

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6  In  such  society  as  this 

My  weary  soul  would  rest; 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jesus  is 
Must  be  for  ever  blessed. 

450  -Key-  1 :  20.  C.  M. 

OUR  Christ  hath  reached  his  heavenly  seat, 
Through  sorrows  and  through  scars ; 
The  golden  lamps  are  at  his  feet, 
And  in  his  hand  the  stars. 

2  0  God  of  life,  and  truth,  and  grace, 

Ere  nature  was  begun ! 
Make  welcome  to  our  erring  race 
Thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son. 

3  We  hail  the  Church,  built  high  o'er  all 

The  heathens'  rage  and  scoff; 
Thy  providence  its  fenced  wall, 
"  The  Lamb  the  light  thereof." 

4  0,  may  he  walk  among  us  here, 

With  his  rebuke  and  love — 
A  brightness  o'er  this  lower  sphere, 
A  ray  from  worlds  above ! 

451  -^''S  kingdom  is  everlasting.  C.  M. 

Danl.  7 :  27. 

0  WHERE  are  kings  and  empires  now. 
Of  old  that  went  and  came  ? 
But  holy  Church  is  praying  yet, 
A  thousand  years  the  same. 

2  Mark  ye  her  holy  battlements. 

And  her  foundations  strong: 
And  hear  within,  the  solemn  voice. 
And  her  unending  song. 

3  For  not  like  kingdoms  of  the  world. 

The  Holy  Church  of  God! 
Though  earthquake  shocks  are  rocking  her. 
And  tempests  are  abroad  ; 
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4  Unshaken  as  eternal  hills, 
Unmovable  she  stands — 
A  mountain  that  shall  fill  the  earth, 
A  fane  unbuilt  by  hands. 

452  The  Lord  is  great  in  Zion.  S.  M. 

Psalm  99 :  2. 

GREAT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  let  his  praise  be  great; 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

2  These  temples  of  his  grace, 

How  beautiful  they  stand! 

The  honors  of  our  native  place, 

And  bulwarks  of  our  land. 

3  In  Zion  God  is  known, 

A  refuge  in  distress ; 
How  bright  has  his  salvation  shone, 
Through  all  her  palaces! 

4  When  kings  against  her  joined. 

And  saw  the  Lord  was  there, 
In  wild  confusion  of  the  mind. 
They  fled  with  hasty  fear. 

5  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 

Our  eyes  have  often  seen, 
How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  sheep  have  been. 

6  In  every  new  distress 

We  '11  to  his  house  repair ; 
We  '11  call  to  mind  his  wondrous  grace. 
And  seek  deliverance  there. 

453  I  iove  thy  kingdom,  Lord.  S.  M. 

I  LOVE  thy  kingdom.  Lord — 
The  house  of  thine  abode, 
The  church  our  blest  Redeemer  saved 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 
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2  Hove  thy  Church,  0  God! 

Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall. 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend ; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given. 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

4  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways. 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows,. 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

5  Jesus,  thou  Friend  divine. 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Thy  hand  from  every  snare  and  foe 
Shall  great  deliverance  bring. 

6  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last. 

To  Zion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 
454  -How  amiable  are  thy  tabernacles.  S.  M. 

Psalm  84:  1. 

HOW  charming  is  the  place 
Where  my  Redeemer  God 
Unvails  the  beauties  of  his  face. 
And  sheds  his  love  abroad ! 

2  Not  the  fair  palaces 

To  which  the  great  resort, 
Ai'e  once  to  be  compared  with  this, 
Where  Jesus  holds  his  court. 

3  Here  on  the  mercy-seat. 

With  radiant  glory  crowned, 
Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  sit. 
And  smile  on  all  around. 

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4  To  him  their  prayers  and  cries 

Each  humble  soul  presents; 
He  listens  to  their  broken  sighs, 
And  grants  them  all  their  wants. 

5  Give  me,  0  Lord,  a  place 

Within  thy  blessed  abode, 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, 
The  servants  of  my  God. 

455  It  shall  stand  for  ever.  S.  M. 

Dan,  2  :  44. 

THY  kingdom,  gracious  Lord, 
Shall  never  pass  away; 
Firm  as  thy  truth  it  still  shall  stand, 
When  earthly  thrones  decay. 

2  Thy  people  here  have  found. 

Through  many  weary  years. 
The  sweet  communion,  joy  and  peace. 
To  banish  all  their  fears. 

3  And  now  while  in  thy  courts. 

Do  thou  our  love  increase ; 
Give  us  the  food  our  spirits  need. 
And  fill  our  hearts  with  peace. 

456  The  ark  of  God.  S.  M. 

LIKE  Noah's  weary  dove. 
That  soared  the  earth  around, 
But  not  a  resting-place  above 
The  cheerless  waters  found ; 

2  0  cease,  my  wandering  soul. 

On  restless  wing  to  roam ; 
AH  the  wide  world,  to  either  pole. 
Has  not  for  thee  a  home. 

3  Behold  the  ark  of  God, 

Behold  the  open  door; 
Hasten  to  gain  that  dear  abode. 
And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more. 

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4  There  safe  thou  shalt  abide, 

There  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest, 
And  every  longing  satisfied, 
With  full  salvation  blest. 

5  And  when  the  waves  of  ire, 

Again  the  earth  shall  fill, 
The  ark  shall  ride  the  sea  of  fire ; 
Then  rest  on  Zion's  hill. 

457  The  Lord  loveth  the  gates  of  Zion.  S.  M. 

Psalm  87 :  2. 

HOW  honored  is  the  place. 
Where  w^e  adoring  stand! 
Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earth. 
And  beauty  of  the  land. 

2  Bulwarks  of  grace  defend 

The  city  where  we  dwell ; 
While  walls  of  strong  salvation  made, 
Defy  th'  assaults  of  hell. 

3  Lift  up  th'  eternal  gates, 

The  doors  wide  open  fling; 
Enter,  ye  nations,  that  obey 
The  statutes  of  our  King. 

4  Here  taste  unmingled  joys. 

And  live  in  perfect  peace  ; 
You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 
And  ventured  on  his  grace 

5  Trust  in  the  Lord,  ye  saints ;  ■ 

And  banish  all  your  fears. 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells. 
Eternal  as  his  years. 

458  The  joy  of  the  whole  earth.  S.  M. 

Psalm  48  :  2. 

EAR  as  thy  name  is  known 
The  world  declares  thy  praise ; 
The  saints,  0  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
Their  songs  of  honor  raise. 
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With  joy,  thy  people  stand 

On  Zion's  chosen  hill,  , 

Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 

And  counsels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  strangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell. 
Compass  and  view  thy  holy  ground. 
And  mark  the  building  well. 

4  How  comely  and  how  wise  ! 

How  glorious  to  behold ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorned  with  gold. 

5  The  God  we  worship  now 

Will  guide  us  till  we  die ; 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  sky. 


459  The  church  in  the  wilderness.  S.  M. 

lAE,  down  the  ages  now, 
Much  of  her  journey  done, 
The  pilgrim  church  pursues  her  way, 
Until  her  crown  be  won. 


F 


2  The  story  of  the  past 

Comes  up  before  her  view : 
How  well  it  seems  to  suit  her  still — 
Old,  and  yet  ever  new ! 

3  It  is  the  oft-told  tale 

Of  sin  and  weariness — 
Of  grace  and  love  yet  flowing  down 
To  pardon  and  to  bless. 

4  No  wider  is  the  gate. 

No  broader  is  the  way. 
No  smoother  is  the  ancient  path, 
That  leads  to  life  and  day. 

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5  No  sweeter  is  the  cup, 

Nor  less  our  lot  of  ill : 
'Twas  tribulation  ages  since, 
'T  is  tribulation  still. 

6  No  slacker  grows  the  fight. 

No  feebler  is  the  foe, 
Nor  less  the  need  of  armor  tried. 
Of  shield,  and  spear,  and  bow. 

7  Thus  onward  still  we  press, 

Through  evil  and  through  good — 

Through  pain,  and  poverty,  and  want, 

Through  peril  and  through  blood. 

8  Still  faithful  to  our  God, 

And  to  our  Captain  true. 
We  follow  where  he  leads  the  way, 
The  kingdom  in. our  view. 

460  Glorious  things  are  spoken  of  thee.       8s  &  7s. 

Psalm  87  :  3. 

GLORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
Zion,  city  of  our  God ! 
He,  whose  word  can  not  be  broken, 
Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode : 
On  the  Rock  of  ages  founded. 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  wall  surrounded. 
Thou  mayst  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

2  See  the  streams  of  living  waters, 
Springing  from  Eternal  Love, 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters. 

And  all  fear  of  drought  remove : 
Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  their  thirst  t'  assuage ! 
Grace,  which  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 
Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 
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THE  CHUECII: 

3  Round  each  habitation  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear, 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near : 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner 

Light  by  night,  and  shade  by  day. 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna 

Which  he  gives  them  when  they  pray. 

4  Blest  inhabitants  of  Zion, 

Washed  in  the  Redeemer's  blood, 
Jesus,  whom  their  souls  rely  on. 

Makes  them  kings  and  priests  to  God : 
'Tis  his  love  his  people  raises 

With  himself  to  reign  as  kings; 
And,  as  priests,  his  solemn  praises 

Each  for  a  thank-offering  brings. 
6  Saviour,  since  of  Zion's  city, 

I  through  grace  a  member  am. 
Let  the  world  deride  or  pity, 

I  will  glory  in  thy  name : 
Fading  is  the  worldling's  treasure. 

All  his  boasted  pomp  and  show ! 
Solid  joys  and  lasting  pleasure 

None  but  Zion's  children  know. 

461  When  the  Lord  shall  bring  again  Zion.         lOs 

Isaiah  52 :  8. 
"p  ESTOEE,  O  Father  !  to  our  times  restore 
Xt  TI>e  peace  wliich  filled  thine  infant  Church  of  j'ore, 
Ere  lust  of  power  had  sown  the  seeds  of  strife, 
And  quenched  the  new-born  charities  of  life. 

2  O,  never  more  may  different  judgments  part 
From  kindled  sympathy  a  brother's  heart ! 
But,  linked  in  one,  believing  thousands  kneel, 
And  share  with  each  the  sacred  joy  they  feel. 

3  From  soul  to  soul,  quick  as  the  sunbeam's  ray, 
Let  concord  spread  one  universal  day  ; 

And  faith  by  love  lead  all  mankind  to  thee. 
Parent  of  peace,  and  Fount  of  harmony  ! 

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462  Living  waters.  8  s,  7s  &  4  s. 

SEE,  from  Zion's  sacred  mountain, 
Streams  of  living  water  flow ; 
God  has  opened  there  a  fountain 
That  supplies  the' world  below; 

They  are  blessed 
Who  its  sovereign  virtues  know. 

2  Through  ten  thousand  channels  flowing, 

Streams  of  mercy  find  their  way : 
Life,  and  health,  and  joy  bestowing, 
Waking  beauty  from  decay. 

0,  ye  nations, 
Hail  the  long-expected  day. 

3  Gladdened  by  the  flowing  treasure, 

All-enriching  as  it  goes, 
Lo !  the  desert  smiles  with  pleasure. 
Buds  and  blossoms  as  the  rose; 

Lo!  the  desert 
Sings  for  joy  where'er  it  flows. 
4:63  The  house  of  the  Lord.  12s. 

YOU  may  sing  of  the  beauty  of  mountain  and  dale, 
Of  the  silvery  streamlets  and  flowers  of  the  vale  j 
But  the  place  most  delightful  this  earth  can  afibrd, 
Is  the  place  of  devotion,  the  house  of  the  Lord. 

2  You  may  boast  of  the  sweetness  of  day's  early  dawn. 
Of  the  sky's  softening  graces  when  day  is  just  gone; 
But  there  's  no  other  season  or  time  can  compare, 
With  the  hour  of  devotion,  the  season  of  prayer. 

3  You  may  value  the  friendships  of  youth  and  of  age. 
And  select  for  your  comrades  the  noble  and  sage; 
But  the  friends  that  most  cheer  me  on  life's  rugged  road, 
Are  the  friends  of  my  Master,  the  children  of  God. 

4  You  may  talk  of  your  prospects,  of  fame,  or  of  wealth, 
And  the  hopes  that  ott  flatter  the  favorites  of  health  ; 
But  the  hope  of  bright  glory,  of  heavenly  bliss — 
Take  away  every  otlier,  and  give  mo  but  this. 

6  Ever  hail,  blessed  temple,  abode  of  my  Lord  ! 
I  will  turn  to  thee  often,  to  hear  from  his  word; 
I  will  walk  to  thine  altar  with  those  that  I  love, 
And  rejoice  in  the  pi'ospects  revealed  from  above. 
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4-64  Mount  Zi.on,  etc.  8s,  7b  &  4s. 

Psalm  125 :  1. 

ZION  stands  with  hills  surrounded — 
Zion  kept  by  power  divine ; 
All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded, 
Though  the  world  in  arms  combine : 

Happy  Zion, 
What  a  favored  lot  is  thine. 

2  Every  human  tie  may  perish ; 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove ; 
Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish ; 
Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove ; 

But  no  changes 
Can  attend  Jehovah's  love, 

3  In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee. 

Thence  to  bring  thee  forth  more  bright, 
But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee ; 
Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight : 

God  is  with  thee — 
God,  thine  everlasting  light. 

OFFICERS. 
465  (^0  ye  into  all  the  world.  L.  M. 

Mark  16  :  15. 

YE  Christian  heralds!  go,  proclaim 
Salvation  through  Immanuel's  name ; 
To  distant  climes  the  tidings  bear. 
And  plant  the  ros*  of  Sharon  there. 

2  He  'U  shield  yon  with  a  wall  of  a  fire, 
With  holy  zeal  your  hearts  inspire. 
Bid  raging  winds  their  fury  cease. 
And  hush  the  tempest  into  peace. 

3  And  when  our  labors  all  are  o'er. 
Then  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more — 
Meet  with  the  blood-bought  throng,  to  fall, 
And  crown  our  Jesus — Lord  of  all ! 

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4GG  Go,  teach  all  nations.  L.  M. 

Matt.  28:  19. 

GO — messenger  of  peace  and  love! 
To  nations  plunged  in  shades  of  night; 
Like  angels  sent  from  fields  above, 
Be  thine  to  shed  celestial  light. 

2  Go — to  the  hungry  food  impart; 

To  paths  of  peace  the  wanderer  guide, 
And  lead  the  thirsty,  panting  heart, 
Where  streams  of  living  water  glide. 

3  Go — bid  the  bright  and  morning-star 

From  Bethlehem's  plains  resplendent  shine, 
And,  piercing  through  the  gloom  afar. 
Shed  heavenly  light  and  love  divine. 

4  From  north  to  south,  from  east  to  west, 

Messiah  yet  shall  reign  supreme ; 
His  name  by  every  tongue  confessed — 
His  praise — the  universal  theme. 

467  Fray  for  vs.  L.  M. 

2  Thess.  .3:  1. 

FATHER  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear. 
Attentive  to  our  earnest  prayer: 
We  plead  for  those  who  plead  for  thee; 
Successful  pleaders  may  they  be. 

2  How  great  their  work!  how  vast  their  charge! 
Do  thou  their  anxious  souls  enlarge : 

Their  best  endowments  are  our  gain ; 
We  share  the  blessings  they  obtain. 

3  0,  clothe  with  energy  divine 

Their  words;  and  let  those  words  be  thine; 
To  them  thy  sacred  truth  reveal ; 
Suppress  their  fears,  inflame  their  zeal. 

4  Teach  them  to  sow  the  precious  seed ; 
Teach  them  thy  chosen  flock  to  feed; 
•Teach  them  immortal  souls  to  gain — 
And  thus  reward  their  toil  and  pain. 

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5  Let  thronging  multitudes  around, 
Hear  from  their  lips  the  joyful  sound, 
In  humble  strains  thy  grace  implore. 
And  feel  thy  Spirit's  living  power. 

468  Ordination  of  elders  or  deacons.  C.  M. 

VOUCHSAFE,  0  Lord,  thy  presence  now, 
Direct  us  in  thy  fear; 
Before  thy  throne  we  humbly  bow, 
And  offer  fervent  prayer. 

2  Give  us  the  men  whom  thou  shalt  choose. 

Thy  house  on  earth  to  guide ; 
Those  who  shall  ne'er  their  power  abuse, 
Or  rule  with  haughty  pride. 

3  Inspired  with  wisdom  from  above. 

And  with  discretion  blessed ; 
Displaying  meekness,  temperance,  love — 
Of  every  grace  possessed; 

4  These  are  the  men  we  seek  of  thee, 

0  God  of  righteousness: 
Such  may  thy  servants  ever  be. 
With  such  thy  people  bless. 

469  Ordination.  C.  M. 

WITH  joy  we  own  thy  servant.  Lord, 
Thy  minister  below, 
Ordained  to  spread  thy  truth  abroad, 
That  all  thy  name  may  know. 

2  0  may  he  now,  and  ever,  keep 

His  eye  intent  on  thee : 
Do  thou,  great  Shepherd  of  the  sheep. 
His  bright  example  be. 

3  With  plenteous  grace  his  heart  prepare 

To  execute  thy  will ; 
And  give  him  patience,  love,  and  care, 
And  faithfulness  and  skill. 

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OFFICERS. 

4  Inflame  his  mind  with  ardent  zeal, 

Thy  flock  to  feed  and  teach ; 
And  let  him  live,  and  let  him  feel, 
The  truths  he 's  called  to  preach. 

5  As  showers  refresh  the  thirsty  plaiu. 

So  let  his  labors  prove : 
By  him  extend  thy  rfghteous  reign — 
The  reign  of  truth  and  love. 

470  On  the  departure  of  a  missionary.  S.  M. 

YOU  messengers  of  Christ, 
His  sovereign  voice  obey; 
Arise  and  follow  where  he  leads — 
And  peace  attend  your  way. 

2  The  master  whom  you  serve 

Will  needful  strength  bestow; 
Depending  on  his  promised  aid, 
With  sacred  courage  go. 

3  Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains. 

And  hell  in  vain  oppose ; 
The  cause  is  God's,  and  must  prevail 
In  spite  of  all  his  foes. 

4  Go,  spread  a  Saviour's  fame. 

And  tell  his  matchless  grace. 
To  the  most  guilty  and  depraved 
Of  Adam's  numerous  race. 

5  We  wish  you,  in  his  name, 

The  most  divine  success ; 
Assured  that  he  who  sends  you  forth 
Will  your  endeavors  bless. 

471  Tlie  same.  S.  M. 
10  with  thy  servant.  Lord, 

His  every  step  attend; 
All  needful  help  to  him  afford, 
And  bless  him  to  the  end. 
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THE  CHUECH : 

2  Preserve  him  from  all  wrong ; 

Stand  thou  at  his  right  hand: 
And  keep  him  from  the  slanderous  tongue 
And  persecuting  band. 

3  May  he  proclaim  aloud 

The  wonders  of  thy  grace ; 
And  do  thou,  to  the  listening  crowd, 
His  faithful  labors  bless. 

4  Farewell,  dear  laborer,  go ; 

We  part  with  thee  in  love ; 
And  if  we  meet  no  more  below, 
0  may  we  meet  above. 

4:72  -S*?  2/e  therefore  ready  also.  S.  M. 

Luke  12 :  40. 

YE  servants  of  the  Lord, 
Each  in  his  office  wait; 
With  joy  obey  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watch  before  his  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 

And  trim  the  golden  flame  ; 
Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight; 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch!  'tis  the  Lord's  command; 

And  while  we  speak,  he's  near; 
Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  0  happy  servant  he, 

In  such  a  posture  found! 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see. 
And  be  with  honor  crowned. 
473  Math.  9  :  38.  S.  M.  D. 

LORD  of  the  harvest !  hear 
Thy  needy  servants'  cry ; 
Answer  our  faith's  effectual  prayer. 
And  all  our  wants  supply. 
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OFFICERS. 

On  thee  we  humbly  wait ; 

Our  wants  are  in  thy  view ; 
The  harvest  truly,  Lord !  is  great, 

The  laborers  are  few. 

2  Convert  and  send  forth  more 

Into  thy  Church  abroad ; 
And  let  them  speak  thy  word  of  power, 

As  workers  with  their  God. 
Give  the  pure  gospel-word, 

The  word  of  general  grace ; 
Thee  let  them  preach,  the  common  Lord, 

The  Saviour  of  our  race. 

3  0,  let  them  spread  thy  name ; 

Their  mission  fully  prove ; 
Thy  universal  grace  proclaim, 

Thy  all-redeeming  love.     - 
On  all  mankind,  forgiven, 

Empower  them  still  to  call. 
And  tell  each  creature  under  heaven. 

That  thou  hast  died  for  all. 

474-  Preach  the  word.  5s  &  6s. 

2  Tim.  4  :  2. 

YOU  servants  of  God, 
Your  Master  proclaim. 
And  publish  abroad 

His  wonderful  name : 
The  name  all  victorious 

Of  Jesus  extol ; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious, 
And  rules  over  all'. 

2  Christ  ruleth  on  high, 
Almighty  to  save : 
And  still  he  is  nigh — 
His  presence  we  have : 
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THE  CHURCH: 

The  great  congregation 

His  triumph  shall  sing, 
Ascribing  salvation 

To  Jesus  our  King. 

3  Salvation  to  him, 

Who  sits  on  the  throne — 
Let  all  cry  aloud, 

And  honor  the  Son ; 
Our  Saviour's  praises 

The  angels  proclaim. 
They  fall  on  their  faces 

And  worship  the  Lamb. 

4  Him  let  us  adore, 

And  give  him  his  right ; 
All  glory  and  power, 
•     And  wisdom  and  might; 
All  honor  and  blessing 

With  angels  above, 
~    And  thanks  never  ceasing, 

For  infinite  love. 

475  Prayer  for  deacons.  7s. 

SON  of  God,  our  glorious  Head ! 
On  us  now  thy  blessing  shed ; 
From  thy  throne  let  mercy  flow 
To  thy  waiting  flock  below. 

2  Taught  by  thee,  with  prayer  sincere, 
We  have  called  thy  servants  here. 
For  thy  needy  ones  to  care. 

And  thy  holy  feast  to  bear. 

3  May  the  Spirit  from  above 

Fill  their  hearts  with  faith  and  love; 
Make  them  humble,  zealous,  wise, 
Strife  to  shun,  and  good  devise. 
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OFFICERS. 

When  their  earthly  work  is  done, 
When  the  crown  of  life  is  won, 
May  they,  with  thy  favor  blest, 
Pass  from  labor  into  rest. 

476      The  fields  are  white  already  to  harvest.     7s  &  6s. 

John  4 :  35. 

HO,  reapers  of  life's  harvest, 
Why  stand  with  rusted  blade,   ' 
Until  the  night  draws  round  thee, 

And  day  begins  to  fade  ? 
Why  stand  ye  idle,  waiting 

For  reapers  more  to  come  ? 
The  golden  morn  is  passing, 
Why  sit  ye  idle,  dumb  ? 

2  Thrust  in  your  sharpened  sickle, 

And  gather  in  the  grain  : 
The  night  is  fast  approaching, 

And  soon  will  come  again. 
Thy  Master  calls  for  reapers  ; 

And  shall  he  call  in  vain  ? 
Shall  sheaves  lie  there  ung9,thered, 

And  waste  upon  the  plain  ? 

3  Come  down  from  hill  and  mountain, 

In  morning's  ruddy  glow. 
Nor  wait  until  the  dial 

Points  to  the  noon  below  ; 
And  come  with  the  strong  sinew, 

Nor  faint  in  heat  or  cold ; 
And  pause  not  till  the  evening 

Draws  round  its  wealth  of  gold. 

4  Mount  up  the  bights  of  wisdom, 

And  crush  each  error  low ; 
Keep  back  no  words  of  knowledge 
That  human  hearts  should  know ; 
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Be  faithful  to  thy  mission 

In  service  of  thy  Lord; 
And  then  a  golden  chaplet 

Shall  be  thy  just  reward. 

LOVE,  UNITY  AND  FELLOWSHIP. 
477  Christian  fellowship.  L.  M. 

KINDRED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake 
A  hearty  welcome  here  receive ; 
May  we  together  now  partake 
The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 

2  May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet. 

Send  his  good  spirit  from  above ; 
Make  our  communications  sweet. 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

3  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme. 

When  Christians  meet  together  thus; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him 

Who  lived,  and  died,  and  reigns  for  us. 

4  We  '11  talk  of  all  he  did,  and  said. 

And  suffered  for  us  here  below ; 
The  path  he  marked  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  he  's  doing  for  us  now. 

5  Thus — as  the  moments  pass  away — 

We  '11  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore ; 
And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day 

When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

4:78  Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord.  L.  M. 

Gen.  24:  3J. 

COME  in,  thou  bless6d  of  our  God, 
In  Jesus'  name  we  bid  thee  come ; 
No  more  thy  feet  shall  roam  abroad. 
Henceforth  a  brother — welcome  home. 
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2  Those  joys  which  earth  can  not  afford, 

We  '11  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove, 
Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Lord, 
Together  bound  by  mutual  love. 

3  And  while  we  pass  this  vale  of  tears 

We  '11  make  our  joys  and  sorrows  known ; 
We  '11  share  each  other's  hopes  and  fears. 
And  count  a  brother's  cares  our  own. 

4  Once  more  our  welcome  we  repeat. 

Receive  assurance  of  our  love ; 
0  may  we  all  together  meet 

Around  the  throne  of  God  above. 

479  Christian  affection.  L.  M. 

HOW  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds. 
In  sweet  communion,  kindred  minds! 
How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run. 
Whose  hearts,  whose  faith,  whose  hopes  are  one! 

2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear ! 
What  tender  love,  what  holy  fear! 
How  doth  the  generous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth,  and  cleanse  from  sin! 

3  Their  streaming  eyes  together  flow 
For  human  guilt  and  mortal  woe ; 
Their  ardent  prayers  together  rise 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

4  Nor  shall  the  glowing  flame  expire. 
When  dimly  burns  frail  nature's  fire ; 
Then  shall  they  meet  in  realms  above, 
A  heaven  of  joy,  a  heaven  of  love. 

4:80  Th^  ^ore  excellent  icay.  L.  M. 

1  Cor.  12:  31. 

HAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use, 
If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found. 

Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 
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THE  CHURCH: 

2  Were  I  inspired  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell — 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove — 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store 

To  feed  the  hungry,  clothe  the  poor — 

Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name — 

4  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain ; 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fieiy  zeal, 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfill. 

481  The  pilgrim  hand.  L.  M. 

GOME,  you  that  love  the  Lord  indeed. 
Who  are  from  sin  and  bondage  freed, 
Submit  to  all  the  ways  of  God, 
And  walk  the  narrow,  happy  road. 

CHORUS. 

We  're  all  united  heart  and  hand. 

Joined  in  one  band  completely; 
We  're  marching  through  Immanuel's  land. 

Where  waters  flow  most  sweetly. 

2  Great  tribulation  you  shall  meet, 

But  soon  shall  walk  the  golden  street ; 
Though  hell  may  rage  and  vent  its  spite. 
Yet  Christ  will  save  his  heart's  delight. 

3  That  happy  day  will  soon  appear 
When  Michael's  trumpet  you  shall  hear 

ound  through  the  earth — yea,  down  to  hell, 
And  call  the  nations,  great  and  small. 

4  Behold  the  righteous  marching  home. 
And  all  the  angels  bid  them  come, 

While  Christ  the  Judge  these  words  proclaims, 
"  Here  come  my  saints — I  own  their  names !" 
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5  "  You  everlasting  gates,  fly  wide, 
Make  ready  to  receive  my  bride ; 

You  harps  of  heaven,  now  sound  aloud, 
Here  come  the  ransomed  by  my  blood !" 

6  In  grandeur  see  the  royal  line. 

In  glittering  robes  the  sun  outshine ! 
See  saints  and  angels  join  in  one, 
And  march  in  splendor  to  the  throne. 

7  They  stand,  and  wonder,  and  look  on : 
They  join  in  one  eternal  song. 

Their  great  Redeemer  to  admire. 
While  rapture  sets  their  souls  on  fire. 

482  Thy  little  flock  in  safety  keep.  L.  M. 

JESUS,  thou  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Thy  little  flock  in  safety  keep ; 
These  lambs  within  thine  arms  now  take, 
Nor  let  them  e'er  thy  fold  forsake. 

2  Secure  them  from  the  scorching  beam, 
And  lead  them  to  the  living  stream ; 
In  verdant  pastures  let  them  lie, 

And  watch  them  with  a  shepherd's  eye ! 

3  0,  teach  them  to  discern  thy  voice, 
And  in  its  sacred  sound  rejoice ! 
From  strangers  may  they  ever  flee, 
And  know  no  other  guide  but  thee. 

4  Lord,  bring  thy  sheep  that  wander  yet. 
And  let  their  number  be  complete ; 
Then  let  the  flock  from  earth  remove, 
And  reach  the  heavenly  fold  above. 

483  Organization  of  a  church.  L.  M. 

LORD,  bless  thy  saints  assembled  here, 
In  solemn  covenant  now  to  join ; 
Unite  them  in  thy  holy  fear. 

And  in  thy  love  their  hearts  combine. 
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2  0  give  this  church  a  large  increase 

Of  such  as  thou  wilt  own  and  bless ; 
Lord,  fill  their  hearts  with  joy  and  peace, 
And  clothe  them  with  thy  righteousness. 

3  Make  her  a  garden  walled  with  grace, 

A  temple  built  for  God  below. 
Where  thy  blest  saints  may  see  thy  face ; 
And  fruits  of  thy  blessed  Spirit  grow. 

484:  You  are  all  one  in  Christ  Jesus.  L.  M. 

Gal.  3 :  28. 

STILL  one  in  life  and  one  in  death. 
One  in  our  hope  of  rest  above ; 
One  in  our  joy,  our  trust,  our  faith, 
One  in  each  other's  faithful  love, 

2  Yet  must  we  part,  and,  parting,  weep ; 
What  else  has  earth  for  us  in  store  ? 
Our  farewell  pangs,  how  sharp  and  deep ! 
But  soon  we  '11  meet  to  part  no  more. 
485  Parting  hymn.  L.  M. 

MY  Christian  friends  in  bonds  of  love. 
Whose  hearts  the  sweetest  union  prove ; 
Your  friendship 's  like  the  strongest  band, 
Yet  we  must  take  the  parting  hand. 

2  Your  presence  sweet,  our  union  dear, 
What  joys  we  feel  together  here ! 
And  when  I  see  that  we  must  part. 
You  draw  like  chords  around  my  heart. 

3  How  sweet  the  hours  have  passed  away. 
Since  we  have  met  to  sing  and  pray ; 
How  loath  are  we  to  leave  the  place 
Where  Jesus  shows  his  smiling  face ! 

4  0  could  I  stay  with  friends  so  kind. 
How  would  it  cheer  my  fainting  mind! 
But  pilgrims  in  a  foreign  land, 

We  oft  must  take  the  parting  hand. 

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LOVE,  UNITY  AND  FELLOWSHIP. 

5  My  Christian  friends,  both  old  and  young, 
I  trust  you  will  in  Christ  go  on  ; 

Press  on,  and  soon  you'll  win  the  prize — 
A  crown  of  glory  in  the  skies. 

6  A  few  more  days,  or  years  at  most, 
And  we  shall  reach  fair  Canaan's  coast: 
When,  in  that  holy,  happy  land. 

We  '11  take  no  more  the  parting  hand. 

7  0  blessed  day !  0  glorious  hope ! 
My  soul  rejoices  at  the  thought. 
When,  in  that  holy,  happy  land, 

We  '11  take  no  more  the  parting  hand. 


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486  (^0  on,  you  pilgrims.  C.  M. 

10  on,  you  pilgrims,  while  below, 
In  the  sure  path  of  peace. 
Determined  nothing  else  to  know 
But  Jesus  and  his  grace. 

2  Observe  your  leader,  follow  him ; 
He  through  this  world  has  been 

Often  reviled ;  but  like  a  lamb 
Did  ne'er  revile  again. 

3  0!  take  the  pattern  he  has  given, 
And  love  your  enemies ; 

And  learn  the  only  way  to  heaven 
Through  self-denial  lies. 

4  Remember,  you  must  watch  and  pray 
While  journeying  on  the  road. 

Lest  you  should  fall  out  by  the  way, 
And  wound  the  cause  of  God. 

5  Go  on  rejoicing  night  and  day ; 
Your  crown  is  yet  before. 

Defy  the  trials  of  the  way. 
The  storm  will  soon  be  o'er. 
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6  Soon  we  shall  reach  the  promised  land, 
With  all  the  ransomed  race, 
And  join  with  all  the  glorious  band, 
To  sing  redeeming  grace. 

487  Planting  a  church.  C.  M. 

PLANTED  in  Christ,  the  living  vine, 
This  day,  with  one  accord. 
Ourselves,  with  humble  faith  and  joy, 
We  yield  to  thee,  0  Lord. 

2  Joined  in  one  body  may  we  be ; 

One  inward  life  partake; 
One  be  our  heart;  one  heavenly  hope 
In  every  bosom  wake. 

3  In  prayer,  in  effort,  tears,  and  toils, 

One  wisdom  be  our  guide  ; 
Taught  by  one  Spirit  from  above, 
In  thee  may  we  abide. 

4  Around  this  feeble,  trusting  band. 

Thy  sheltering  pinions  spread, 
Nor  let  the  storms  of  trial  beat 
Too  fiercely  on  our  head. 

5  Then,  when,  among  the  saints  in  light. 

Our  joyful  spirits  shine, 
Shall  anthems  of  immortal  praise, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  be  thine. 

488  The  unity  of  the  Spirit.  C.  M. 

Eph.  4 :  3. 

BLESSED  be  the  dear  uniting  love. 
That  will  not  let  us  part; 
Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove — 
We  still  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Joined  in  one  Spirit  to  our  Head, 
AVhere  he  appoints,  we  go ; 
And  still  in  Jesus'  footsteps  tread. 
And  show  his  praise  below. 

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LOVE,  UNITY  AND  FELLOWSHIP. 

3  Partakers  of  the  Saviour's  gi-ace, 
The  same  in  mind  and  heart; 
Nor  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  time,  nor  place, 
Nor  life,  nor  death,  can  part. 

489  We  will  serve  the  Lord.  C.  M. 

Josh.  24 :  15. 

^E  men  and  angels,  witness  now — 
Before  the  Lord  we  speak, 
To  him  we  make  our  solemn  vow — 
A  vow  we  dare  not  break : 

2  That,  long  as  life  itself  shall  last, 

Ourselves  to  Christ  we  yield; 
Nor  from  his  cause  will  we  depart. 
Or  ever  quit  the  field. 

3  We  trust  not  in  our  native  strength, 

But  on  his  grace  rely ; 
May  he,  with  our  returning  wants, 
All  needful  aid  supply. 

4  0,  guide  our  doubtful  feet  aright. 

And  keep  us  in  thy  ways ; 
And,  while  we  turn  our  vows  to  prayers, 
Turn  thou  our  prayers  to  praise. 

490  Bestore  such  a  one,  etc.  C.  M. 

Gal.  6:  1. 

THINK  gently  of  the  erring  one ! 
0,  let  us  not  forget, 
However  darkly  stained  by  sin, 
He  is  our  brother  yet. 

2  Heir  of  the  same  inheritance, 

Child  of  the  self-same  God, 
He  hath  but  stumbled  in  the  path 
We  have  in  weakness  trod. 

3  Speak  gently  to  the  erring  ones ! 

We  yet  may  lead  them  back. 
With  holy  words  and  tones  of  love. 
From  misery's  thorny  track. 
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4  Forget  not,  brother,  thou  hast  sinned, 
And  sinful  yet  may  be ; 
Deal  gently  with  the  erring  heart, 
As  God  hath  dealt  with  thee. 

491  Before  and  behind  the  vail.  C  M. 

HAPPY  the  souls  to  Jesus  joined. 
And  made  in  spirit  one : 
Walking  in  all  his  ways,  they  find 
Their  heaven  on  earth  begun. 

2  The  church  triumphant  in  thy  love, 

Their  mighty  joys  we  know; 
They  sing  the  Lamb  in  hymns  above, 
And  we  in  hymns  below. 

3  Thee  in  thy  glorious  realm  they  praise, 

And  bow  before  thy  throne ; 
We  in  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace ; 
The  kingdoms  are  but  one. 

4  The  holy  to  the  holiest  leads ; 

To  heaven  our  spirits  rise ; 
And  he  that  in  thy  statutes  treads. 
Shall  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 

492  Spiritual  blessings  in  heavenb/ places.        CM. 

Eph.  1  :  3. 

HAPPY  they  who  know  the  Lord, 
With  whom  he  deigns  to  dwell ! 
He  feeds  and  cheers  them  by  his  word. 
His  arm  supports  them  well. 

To  them,  in  each  distressing  hour, 

His  throne  of  grace  is  near ; 
And  when  they  plead  his  love  and  power. 

He  stands  engaged  to  hear. 

His  presence  sweetens  all  our  cares, 
And  makes  our  burdens  light ; 

A  word  from  him  dispels  our  fears, 
And  gilds  the  gloom  of  night. 
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LOVE,  UmTY  AND  FELLOWSHIP. 

4  Lord,  we  expect  to  suffer  here, 

Nor  would  we  dare  repine ; 
But  give  us  still  to  find  thee  near, 
And  own  us  still  for  thine. 

5  Let  us  enjoy  and  highly  prize 

These  tokens  of  thy  love, 
Till  thou  shalt  bid  our  spirits  rise 
To  worship  thee  above. 

493  The  bond  of  perfeetness.  C.  M. 

Col.  3  :  14. 

OW  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 
When  those  that  love  the  Lord, 
In  one  another's  peace  delight. 
And  so  fulfill  the  word. 

2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part ; 
When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart : 

3  When  free  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride. 

Our  wishes  all  above, 
Each  can  his  brother's  failing  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love : 

4  When  love  in  one  delightful  stream 

Through  every  bosom  flows. 
When  union  sweet  and  dear  esteem 
In  every  action  glows. 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds. 

The  happy  souls  above, 
And  he 's  an  heir  of  heaven  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

494  The  whole  family  in  heaven  and  earth.        C.  M. 

Eph3:  15. 

COME,  let  us  join  our  friends  above, 
Who  have  obtained  the  prize, 
And  on  the  eagle  wings  of  love. 
To  joy  celestial  rise, 
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THE  CHURCH: 

2  Let  saints  below  in  concert  sing 

With  those  to  glory  gone ; 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King, 
In  heaven  and  earth  are  one : 

3  One  family — we  dwell  in  him ; 

One  church — above,  beneath ; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream — 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

4  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood. 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

5  Even  now  to  their  eternal  home 

Some  happy  spirits  fly ; 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come. 
Expecting  soon  to  die  ! 

6  Dear  Saviour !  be  our  constant  guide ; 

Then,  when  the  word  is  given, 
Bid  Jordan's  narrow  stream  divide. 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 

495  Love  as  brethren.  S.  M. 

1  Pet.  3  :  8. 

BLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims,  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes. 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

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LOVE,  UNITY  AND  FELLOWSHIP. 

4  Though  often  called  to  part, 

Amid  these  scenes  of  pain  ; 
Yet,  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives. 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin,  we  shall  be  free ; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 

496  Stand  fast  in  the  Lord.  S.  M. 

Phil.  4:1. 

LL  you  that  have  confessed 
That  Jesus  is  the  Lord, 
And  to  his  people  joined  yourselves. 
According  to  his  word : 

2  In  Zion  you  must  dwell. 
Her  altar  ne'er  forsake ; 

Must  come  to  all  her  solemn  feasts, 
Of  all  her  joys  partake. 

3  She  must  employ  your  thoughts. 
And  your  unceasing  care; 

Her  welfare  be  your  constant  wish,^ 
And  her  increase  your  prayer. 

4  "With  humbleness  of  mind. 
Among  her  sons  rejoice ; 

A  meek  and  quiet  spirit  is 
With  God  of  highest  price. 

5  Never  offend,  nor  grieve 
Your  brethren  by  the  way; 

But  shun  the  dark  abodes  of  strife, 
Like  children  of  the  day.  ^ 

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THE  CHURCH: 

6  In  all  your  Saviour's  ways, 

With  willing  footsteps  move  ; 
Be  faithful  unto  death,  and  then 
You  '11  reign  with  him  above. 

497  ^^t  there  he  no  divisions  among  you.         S.  M. 

1  Cor.  1 :  10. 

LET  party  names  no' more 
The  Christian  world  o'erspread, 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ,  their  Head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth 

Let  mutual  love  be  found ; 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crowned. 

3  Thus  will  the  church  below 

Resemble  that  above, 
Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 

4:98  Strangers  and  pilgrims.  7s, 

1  Pet.  2:  11. 

CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  traveling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod : 
They  are  happy  now — and  ye 
Soon  there  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  blest ; 
You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest: 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepared — 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land ; 
Jesus  Christ,  your  Father's  Son, 
Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 

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LOVE,  UNITY  AND  FELLOAVSHIP. 

5  Lord,  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below ; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

499  Bond  of  peace.  7s. 

Eph.  4  :  3. 

JESUS,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee ; 
Let  us  in  thy  name  agree ; 
Show  thyself  the  Prince  of  Peace ; 
Bid  our  jars  for  ever  cease. 

2  By  thy  reconciling  love. 
Every  stumbling-block  remove: 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear; 
Come,  and  spread  thy  banner  here. 

3  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind — 
Courteous,  pitiful  and  kind; 
Lowly,  meek,  in  thought  and  word- 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

4  Let  us  for  each  other  care ; 
Each  the  other's  burden  bear; 
To  thy  Church  the  pattern  give ; 
Show  how  true  believers  live. 

5  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride. 
Let  us  thus  in  God  abide; 

All  the  depths  of  love  express — 
All  the  bights  of  holiness. 

6  Let  us  then  with  joy  remove 
To  the  family  above ; 

On  the  wings  of  angels  fly ; 
Show  how  true  believers  die. 

500  J^ove  is  of  God.  8s. 

1  John  4 :  7. 

SAY,  whence  does  this  union  arise, 
Where  hatred  is  conquered  by  love  ? 
It  fastens  our  souls  with  such  ties, 
That  distance  nor  time  can  remove. 
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THE  CHURCH: 

2  It  can  not  in  Eden  be  found, 

Nor  yet  in  a  Paradise  lost ; 
It  grows  on  Immanuel's  ground, 
And  Jesus'  life's  blood  it  has  cost. 

3  My  friends  so  endeared  unto  me, 

Our  souls  so  united  in  love ; 
Where  Jesus  is  gone  we  shall  be. 
In  yonder  blest  mansions  above. 

4  Why  then  so  unwilling  to  part, 

Since  there  we  shall  soon  meet  again ; 
Engraved  on  Immanuel's  heart, 
At  distance  we  can  not  remain. 

5  And  then  we  shall  see  that  bright  day, 

And  join  with  the  angels  above, 
Set  free  from  our  prisons  of  clay. 
United  in  Jesus'  kind  love. 

6  With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign, 

And  all  his  bright  glory  shall  see ; 
Then  sing  hallelujahs — Amen! 
Amen !     Even  so  let  it  be ! 

501  Receive  ye  one  another.  8s  &  7s. 

Rom.  15  :  7. 

COME,  dear  friends,  we  all  are  brethren, 
Bound  for  Canaan's  happy  land; 
Come,  unite  and  walk  together, 

Christ,  our  Leader,  gives  command. 
Cease  to  boast  of  party  merit. 

Wound  the  cause  of  God  no  more. 
Be  united  by  his  spirit ; 
Zion's  peace  again  restore. 

2  Now  our  hand,  our  heart  and  spirit. 
Here  in  fellowship  we  give ; 
Let  us  love  and  peace  inherit. 

Show  the  world  how  Christians  live. 
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LOVE,  UNITY  AND  FELLOWSHIP. 

We  '11  be  one  in  Christ  our  Saviour, 
Male  and  female,  bond  and  free ! 

Christ  is  all  in  all  for  ever. 
In  him  we  shall  blessed  be. 

502  Farting  friends.  7s,  6  lines. 
HEN  shall  we. all  meet  again  ? 

When  shall  we  all  meet  again  ? 
Oft  shall  glowing  hope  expire, 
Oft  shall  wearied  love  retire, 
Oft  shall  death  and  sorrow  reign, 
Ere  we  all  shall  meet  again. 

2  Though  in  distant  lands  we  sigh. 
Parched  beneath  a  hostile  sky ; 
Though  the  deep  between  us  rolls — 
Friendship  shall  unite  our  souls : 
And  in  fancy's  wide  domain. 

Oft  shall  we  all  meet  again. 

3  When  the  dreams  of  life  are  fled. 
And  its  wasted  lamp  is  dead: 
When  in  cold  oblivion's  shade. 
Beauty,  wealth,  and  fame  are  laid ; 
Where  immortal  spirits  reign, 
There  may  we  all  meet  again. 

503  We  shall  meet  no  more  to  part.  P.  M. 

¥E  shall  meet  no  more  to  part; 
Cease  thy  sorrows  mourning  heart! 
Weary  days  will  soon  depart — 
^    Then  we  may  rest  for  ever! 
When  the  work  of  life  is  done. 
When  the  victor's  crown  is  won. 
Then,  immortal  life  begun. 
We  no  more  shall  sever. 

We  shall  meet,  no  more  to  part; 
Cease  thy  sorrows,  mourning  heart ! 
Weary  days  will  soon  depart — 
.  •  Then  we  may  rest  for  ever ! 

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THE  CHURCH: 

2  In  the  house  of  peace  and  bliss, 
In  the  world  where  Jesus  is, 
When  we  bid  adieu  to  this, 

Then  we  may  love  for  ever. 
Purified  from  every  stain, 
Through  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
Brethren,  we  shall  meet  again. 
And  be  parted  never ! 
504  When  shall  we  meet  again.  6s  &  5s. 

WHEN  shall  we  meet  again  ? 
Meet  ne'er  to  sever  ? 
When  will  Peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  for  ever  ? 
Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose 
Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows 
In  this  dark  vail  of  woes, 
Never — no,  never! 

2  When  shall  love  freely  flow. 

Pure  as  life's  river  ? 
When  shall  sweet  friendship  glow, 

Changeless  for  ever  ? 
Where  joys  celestial  thrill. 
Where  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill, 
And  fears  of  parting  chill. 

Never — no,  never! 

3  Up  to  that  world  of  light 

Take  us,  dear  Saviour; 
May  we  all  there  unite, 

Happy  for  ever : 
Where  kindred  spirits  dwell. 
There  may  our  music  swell, 
And  time  our  joys  dispel, 

Never — no,  never! 

4  Soon  shall  we  meet  again. 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever: 
Soon  shall  Peace  wreathe  her  chain 
Round  us  for  ever  : 
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LOVE,  UNITY  AND  FELLOWSHIP. 

Our  hearts  will  then  repose 
Secure  from  worldly  woes ; 
Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close, 
Never — no,  never ! 

505  H^  tf^t  dwelleth  in  love,  etc.  C.  P.  M. 

lJohn4:  16. 

OLOVE  divine,  how^  sweet  thou  art ! 
When  shall  I  find  my  wandering  heart 
All  taken  up  in  thee ! 
0  may  I  daily  live  to  prove 
The  sweetness  of  redeeming  love. 
The  love  of  Christ  to  me. 

2  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God ; 

0  may  it  now  be  shed  abroad 

To  cheer  my  fainting  heart ! 

1  want  to  feel  that  love  divine ; 

This  heavenly  portion,  Lord,  be  mine — 
Be  mine  this  better  part. 

3  0  that  I  could  for  ever  sit 
With  Mary  at  the  Master's  feet ! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice ; 
My  only  care,  delight,  and  bliss. 
My  joy,  my  heaven  on  earth,  be  this. 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice. 


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4  0  that  I  might,  with  happy  John, 
Recline  my  weary  head  upon 

The  blessed  Redeemer's  breast! 
From  care,  and  fear,  and  sorrow  free. 
Give  me,  0  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 
My  everlasting  rest. 

506  -4  farting  hymn.  6s,  4s  &  6s. 

PEACEFULLY,  tenderly, 
Here,  as  we  part. 
The  farewell  that  lingers 
Be  breathed  from  the  heart*. 
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THE  CHURCH: 

No  place  more  fitting, 

0  house  of  the  Lord — 
Here  be  it  spoken, 

That  last  prayerful  word. 

2  Thoughtfully,  carefully. 

Solemn  and  slow! 
Tears  are  bedewing 

The  path  that  we  go ; 
Perils  before  us 

We  know  not  to-day — 
Kindly  and  safely, 

0  Lord,  lead  the  way. 

3  Upwardly,  steadfastly. 

Gaze  on  that  brow : 
Jesus,  our  Leader, 

Reigns  conqueror  now. 
His  steps  let  us  follow, 

His  sufferings  dare. 
Go  up  to  glory. 

His  blessedness  share. 

'i  Patiently,  cheerfully, 

Up,  and  depart 
To  labor  and  duty 

With  gladness  of  heart ; 
The  ransomed,  with  triumph, 

To  Zion  we  '11  bring. 
Shouting  salvation 

To  Jesus,  our  King, 

507  Pilgrim's  farewell.  L.  M. 

FAREWELL,  my  friends,  time  rolls  along. 
Nor  waits  for  mortal  care  or  bliss  j 
I  leave  you  here  to  travel  on. 
Till  I  arrive  where  Jesus  is. 

Chorus. — Farewell,  farewell,  farewell, 
My  Christian  friends,  farewell. 
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LOVE,  UNITY  AND  FELLOWSHIP. 

2  Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 

To  you  I  'm  bound  in  cords  of  love, 
Yet  we  believe  his  gracious  word, 
That  we  ere  long  shall  meet  above. 

3  Farewell,  old  soldiers  of  the  cross. 

You  've  struggled  long  and  hard  for  heaven 
You  've  counted  all  things  here  but  dross, 
Fight  on,  the  crown  will  soon  be  given. 

4  Farewell,  poor  careless  sinners,  too, 

It  grieves  my  soul  to  leave  you  here. 
Eternal  sorrow  waits  for  you, 
0  turn,  and  find  salvation  near. 

508  Waiting  on  God.  10s  &  8s. 

Isaiah,  40 :  31. 

0  HAPPY  children  who  follow  Jesus 
Into  the  house  of  prayer  and  praise. 
And  join  in  union  while  love  increases, 

Resolved  this  way  to  spend  our  days : 
Although  we  're  hated  by  the  world  and  Satan, 

By  the  flesh  and  such  as  love  not  God ; 
Yet  happy  moments  and  joyful  seasons 
We  ofttimes  find  on  Canaan's  road. 

2  Since  we  've  been  waiting  on  lovely  Jesus, 

We've  felt  some  strength  come  from  above. 
Our  hearts  have  burned  with  holy  rapture. 

We  long  to  be  absorbed  in  love  : 
Let  us  sing  praises  for  what  is  given. 

And  trust  in  God  for  time  to  come ; 
Sure  we  shall  find  the  way  to  heaven ; 

So  farewell,  brethren — we  're  Soing  home. 

3  And  as  we  go  let  us  praise  our  Saviour, 

And  pray  for  those  who  spurn  his  grace. 
Lest  they  should  lose  love's  richest  treasure, 
And  ne'er  enjoy  his  smiling  face. 
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THE  CIIURCII: 

Now  here's  my  hand  and  my  best  wishes, 

In  token  of  my  Christian  love ; 
In  hopes  with  you  to  praise  my  Jesus : 

So  farewell,  brethren, — we  '11  meet  above. 

509  mavenward.  C.  P.  M. 

Col.  3 :  2. 

COME  on,  my  partners  in  distress. 
My  comrades  in  the  wilderness. 
Who  feel  your  sorrows  still ; 
A  while  forget  your  griefs  and  fears 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears 
To  that  celestial  hill. 

2  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space, 
Look  forward  to  that  heavenly  place, 

The  saint's  secure  abode ; 
On  faith's  strong  eagle  pinions  rise, 
And  force  your  passage  to  the  skies, 

And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 

3  Who  suffer  with  our  Master  here, 
Shall  there  before  his  face  appear, 

And  by  his  side  sit  down : 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure  j 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown. 

510  Hovie.  lis. 

Phil.  3:  20. 
'll/riD  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature  complaints, 
1V±  How  sweet  to  my  soul  is  communion  willi  saints; 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's  room, 
And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home. 

2  Sweet  bonds,  that  unite  all  the  children  of  peace ; 
And  thrice  blessed  Jesus,  whose  love  can  not  cease ; 
Though  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sadness  I  roam, 

I  long  to  behold  thee  in  glory  at  home. 

3  "While  here  in  the  valley  of  conflict  I  stray, 
Ogive  me  submission  and  strength  as  my.  dayj 
In  all  my  afflictions  to  thee  would  1  come, 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 

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THE  LORD  S  SUPrER. 

4  I  long,  dearest  Lord,  in  thy  beauty  to  shine; 
No  more  as  an  exile  in  sorrow  to  pine  ; 
And  in  thy  dear  image  arise  from  the  tomb, 
With  glorified  millions  to  praise  thee  at  home. 

511  EphesiansA:  5.  S.H.M. 

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One  Lord  below,  above. 
The  fellowship  of  Zion  hath 

One  only  watchword — Love. 
From  different  temples  though  it  rise, 
One  song  ascendeth  to  the  skies. 

2  Our  sacrifice  is  One  ; 

One  priest  before  the  throne — 
The  crucified,  the  risen  Son, 

Redeemer,  Lord  alone !  .  . 

And  sighs  from  contrite  hearts  that  spring, 
Our  chief,  our  choicest  offering. 

3  0  why  should  they  who  love 

One  gospel  to  unfold. 
Who  look  for  one  bright  home  above, 

On  earth  be  strange  and  cold  ? 
Why,  subjects  of  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
In  strife  abide,  and  bitterness  ? 

4  0  may  that  holy  prayer — 

His  tenderest  and  his  last. 
The  utterance  of  his  latest  care 

Ere  to  the  cross  he  passed — 
No  longer  unfulfilled  remain. 
The  World's  offense,  thy  people's  stain ! 

THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

512  Glorying  only  in  the  cross.  L.  M. 

Gal.  6  :  14. 

WHEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross. 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died. 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride! 
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THE  CHURCH: 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  Lord : 
A\[  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down ; 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet — 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  present  far  too  small; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine. 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all ! 

513  Delight  in  Christ.  L.  M. 

JESUS,  thou  Joy  of  loving  hearts ! 
Thou  Fount  of  Life !  thou  Light  of  men ! 
From  the  best  bliss  that  earth  imparts, 
We  turn  unfilled  to  thee  again. 

2  Thy  truth  unchanged  bath  ever  stood ; 

Thou  savest  those  that  on  thee  call ; 

To  them  that  seek  thee,  thou  art  good, 

To  them  that  find  thee— All  in  All ! 

3  We  taste  thee,  0  thou  Living  Bread, 

And  long  to  feed  upon  thee  still ; 
We  drink  of  thee,  the  Fountain  Head, 
And  thirst  our  souls  from  thee  to  fill. 

4  Our  restless  spirits  yearn  for  thee. 

Where'er  our  changeful  lot  is  cast ; 
Glad,  when  thy  gracious  smile  we  see, 
Blest,  when  our  faith  can  hold  thee  fast. 

5  0  Jesus,  ever  with  us  stay ! 

Make  all  our  moments  calm  and  bright, 
Chase  the  dark  night  of  sin  away — 
Shed  o'er  the  world  thy  holy  light ! 
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514-  Soft  he  the  gently  breathing  notes.  L.  M. 

SOFT  be  the  gently  breathing  notes 
That  sing  the  Saviour's  dying  love  ; 
Soft  as  the  evening  zephyr  floats, 
Soft  as  the  tuneful  lyres  above : 
Soft  as  the  morning  dews  descend, 

While  warbling  birds  exulting  soar; 
So  soft  to  our  almighty  Friend 
Be  every  sigh  our  bosoms  pour. 

2  Pure  as  the  sun's  enlivening  ray, 

That  scatters  life  and  joy  abroad; 
Pure  as  the  lucid  orb  of  day. 

That  wide  proclaims  its  Maker,  God ; 
Pure  as  the  breath  of  vernal  skies, 

So  pure  let  our  contrition  be ; 
And  purely  let  our  sorrows  rise 

To  him  who  bled  upon  the  tree. 

515  Communion  in  Christ.  L.  M. 

OW  pleasing  to  behold  and  see 
The  friends  of  Jesus  all  agree — 
To  sit  around  the  sacred  board 
As  members  of  one  common  Lord. 


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2  Here  we  behold  the  dawn  of  bliss — 
Here  we  behold  the  Saviour's  grace — 
Here  we  behold  his  precious  blood, 
Which  sweetly  pleads  for  us  with  God. 

3  While  here  we  sit,  we  would  implore 
That  love  may  spread  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  all  the  saints,  like  us,  combine 

To  praise  the  Lord  in  songs  divine. 

4  To  all  we  freely  give  our  hand. 
Who  love  the  Lord  in  every  land ; 
For  all  are  one  in  Christ  our  head. 
To  whom  be  endless  honors  paid. 

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THE  CHURCH: 

516  Welcome  to  young  converts.  L.  M 

WELCOME,  ye  hopeful  heirs  of  heaven, 
To  this  rich  feast  of  gospel  love — 
This  pledge  is  but  the  prelude  given 
To  that  immortal  feast  above. 

2  How  great  the  blessing,  thus  to  meet 

According  to  our  Saviour's  word, 
And  hold  by  faith  communion  sweet, 
With  our  unseen  yet  present  Lord. 

3  And  if  so  sweet  this  feast  below, 

What  will  it  be  to  meet  above, 
Where  all  we  see,  and  feel,  and  know, 
Are  fruits  of  everlasting  love  ! 

1  Soon  shall  we  tune  the  heavenly  lyre, 

While  listening  worlds  the  song  approve ; 
Eternity  itself  expire. 

Ere  we  exhaust  the  theme  of  love. 

517  The  last  scenes.  L.  M, 
Jrp  WAS  on  that  night  when  doomed  to  know 

X    The  eager  rage  of  every  foe. 
That  night  in  which  he  was  betrayed, 
The  Saviour  of  the  world  took  bread ; 

2  And,  after  thanks  and  glory  given 

To  him  that  rules  in  earth  and  heaven, 
That  symbol  of  his  flesh  he  broke, 
And  thus  to  all  his  followers  spoke : 

3  My  broken  body  thus  I  give 

To  you,  my  friends;  take,  eat,  and  live; 

And  oft  the  sacred  feast  renew, 

That  brings  my  wondrous  love  to  view. 

4  Then  in  his  hands  the  cup  he  raised, 
And  God  anew  he  thanked  and  praised ; 
While  kindness  in  his  bosom  glowed. 
And  from  his  lips  salvation  flowed. 

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THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

5  My  blood  I  thus  pour  forth,  he  cries, 
To  cleanse  the  soul  in  sin  that  lies ; 
In  this  the  covenant  is  sealed, 

And  heaven's  eternal  grace  revealed. 

6  This  cup  is  fraught  with  love  to  men ; 
Let  all  partake  who  love  my  name ; 
Through  latest  ages  let  it  pour 

In  memory  of  my  dying  hour. 

518  The  bread  of  life.  L.  M. 

AWAY  from  earth  my  spirit  turns — 
Away  from  every  transient  good : 
With  strong  desire  my  bosom  burns 
To  feast  on  heaven's  diviner  food. 

2  Thou,  Saviour,  art  the  living  bread; 

Thou  wilt  my  every  want  supply; 
By  thee  sustained,  and  cheered,  and  led, 
I  '11  press  through  dangers  to  the  sky. 

3  What  though  temptations  oft  distress, 

And  sin  assails,  and  breaks  my  peace; 
Thou  wilt  uphold,  and  save,  and  bless. 
And  bid  the  storms  of  passion  cease. 

4  Then  let  me  take  thy  gracious  hand, 

And  walk  beside  thee  onward  still ; 
Till  my  glad  feet  shall  safely  stand 
Forever  firm  on  Zion's  hill. 

519  They  came  together  to  break  bread.  C.  M. 

Acts  20 :  7. 

LORD,  may  the  spirit  of  this  feast — 
The  earnest  of  thy  love — 
Maintain  a  dwelling  in  our  breast 
Until  we  meet  above. 

2  The  healing  sense  of  pardoned  sin, 
The  hope  that  never  tires. 
The  strength  a  pilgrim's  race  to  win. 
The  joy  that  heaven  inspires : 
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3  Still  may  their  light  our  duties  trace 

In  lines  of  hallowed  flame, 
Like  that  upon  the  prophet's  face, 
When  from  the  mount  he  came. 

4  But  if  no  more  with  kindred  dear 

The  broken  bread  we  share. 
Nor  at  the  banquet  board  appear 
To  breathe  the  grateful  prayer ; 

5  Forget  us  not — when  on  the  bed 

Of  dire  disease  we  waste, 
Or  to  the  chambers  of  the  dead, 
And  bar  of  judgment  haste. 

6  Forget  not — thou  who  bore  the  woe 

Of  Calvary's  fatal  tree — 
Those  who  within  these  courts  below 
Have  thus  remembered  thee. 


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520  Bememhering  Christ.  C.  M. 

'F  human  kindness  meets  return. 
And  owns  the  grateful  tie — 
If  tender  thoughts  within  us  burn 
To  feel  a  friend  is  nigh ; 

2  0,  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell 
The  gratitude  we  owe 

To  him  who  died  our  fears  to  quell, 
And  save  from  endless  woe  ? 

3  While  yet  his  anguished  soul  surveyed 
Those  pangs  he  would  not  flee, 

What  love  his  latest  words  displayed — 
"  Meet  and  remember  me." 

4  Remember  thee !  thy  death,  thy  shame, 
The  griefs  which  thou  didst  bear! 

0  memory,  leave  no  other  name 
But  His  recorded  there. 
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THE  LORD'S  SUPPER 

521  Spiritual  refreshment.  C.  M. 

GOD,  unseen  yet  ever  near! 
Reveal  thy  presence  now, 
While  we,  in  love  that  hath  no  fear, 
Before  thy  glory  bow. 

2  Here  may  obedient  spirits  find 

The  blessings  of  thy  love — 
The  streams  that  through  the  desert  wind, 
The  manna  from  above. 

3  Awhile  beside  the  fount  we  stay. 

And  eat  this  bread  of  thine, 
Then  go,  rejoicing,  on  our  way. 
Renewed  with  strength  divine. 

o22  Reception  of  members.  C.  M. 

COMB  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord; 
Stranger  nor  foe  art  thou : 
We  welcome  thee  with  warm  accord, 
Our  friend,  our  brother  now. 

2  The  hand  of  fellowship,  the  heart 

Of  love,  we  offer  thee : 
Leaving  the  world,  thou  dost  but  part 
From  lies  and  vanity. 

3  The  cup  of  blessing  which  we  bless, 

The  heavenly  bread  we  break — 
Our  Saviour's  blood  and  righteousness, 
Freely  with  us  partake. 

4  In  weal  or  woe,  in  joy  or  care, 

Thy  portion  shall  be  ours ; 
Christians  their  mutual  burdens  bear; 
They  lend  their  mutual  powers. 

5  Come  with  us,  we  will  do  thee  good, 

As  God  to  us  hath  done ; 
Stand  but  in  him,  as  those  have  stood, 
Whose  faith  the  victory  won. 
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6  And  when,  by  turns,  we  pass  away 
As  star  by  star  grows  dim, 
May  each,  translated  into  day, 
Be  lost,  and  found  in  him. 

523  Blessed  are  the  poor  in  spirit.  C.  M. 

Matt.  5 :  3. 

LORD,  at  thy  table  we  behold 
The  wonders  of  thy  grace ; 
But  most  of  all  admire  that  we 
Should  find  a  welcome  place. 

2  What  strange,  surprising  grace  is  this, 

That  we,  so  lost,  have  room! 
Jesus  our  weary  souls  invites. 
And  freely  bids  us  come ! 

3  Ye  saints  below,  and  hosts  of  heaven, 

Join  all  your  sacred  powers : 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love ; 
No  Saviour  is  like  ours. 


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524  I^n  remembrance  of  me.  C.  M. 

1  Cor.  11  :  24. 

N  memory  of  the  Saviour's  love. 
We  keep  the  sacred  feast, 
Where  every  humble,  contrite  heart 
Is  made  a  welcome  guest. 

2  Under  his  banner  thus  we  sing 
The  w^onders  of  his  love, 
And  thus  anticipate  by  faith 
The  heavenly  feast  above. 

525  ^^  i^'(fS  known  of  them.,  etc.  C.  M. 

Luke  24  :  35. 

SHEPHERD  of  souls,  refresh  and  bless 
Thy  chosen  pilgrim  flock. 
With  manna  from  the  wilderness, 
With  water  from  the'rock. 
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2  Hungry  and  thirsty,  faint  and  weak 

{As  thou  when  here  below), 

Our  souls  the  joys  celestial  seek, 

That  from  thy  sorrows  flow. 

3  We  would  not  live  by  bread  alone. 

But  by  thy  wjDrd  of  grace — 
In  strength  of  which  we  travel  on 
To  our  abiding  place. 

4  Be  known  to  us  in  breaking  bread. 

But  do  not  then  depart — 
Saviour  abide  with  us,  and  spread 
Thy  table  in  our  heart. 

5  Then  sup  with  us  in  love  divine ; 

Thy  body  and  thy  blood. 
That  living  bread  and  heavenly  wine, 
Be  our  immortal  food. 

626  ^<5M  do  show  the  Lord's  death.  S.  M 

1  Cor.  11 :  26. 

JESUS,  the  Friend  of  man. 
Invites  us  to  his  board ; 
The  welcome  summons  we  obey, 
And  own  our  gracious  Lord. 

2  Here  we  show  forth  his  love. 

Which  spake  in  every  breath. 
Prompted  each  action  of  his  life, 
And  triumphed  in  his  death. 

3  Here  let  our  powers  unite 

His  honored  name  to  raise ; 

Let  grateful  joy  fill  every  mind, 

And  every  voice  be  praise. 

4  One  faith,  one  hope,  one  Lord 

One  God  alone  we  know; 
Brethren  we  are ;  let  every  heart 
With  kind  affections  grow. 
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THE  CHURCH : 

527  After  the  supper.  S.  M. 

OW  let  each  happy  guest 
The  sacred  concert  raise, 
To  close  the  honors  of  the  feast, 
And  sing  the  Master's  praise. 

2  His  condescending  love 

First  calls  our  wonder  forth ; 

He  left  the  blessed  realms  above, 

To  dwell  with  men  on  earth. 

3  His  precepts,  how  divine ! 

How  suited  to  our  stale ! 
How  bright  his  acts  of  mercy  shine 
His  promises  how  great! 

4  Redemption's  glorious  plan, 

How  wondrous  in  our  view! 
The  salutary  source  to  man 
Of  peace  and  pardon  too. 
"'  528    Truly  our  fellowship  is  with  the  Father,  etc.    S.  M. 

1  John  1 :  3. 

|UR  heavenly  Father  calls, 
And  Christ  invites  us  near ; 
With  both,  our  friendship  shall  be  sweet, 
And  our  communion  dear. 

God  pities  all  our  griefs : 

He  pardons  every  day; 
xll mighty  to  protect  our  souls. 

And  wise  to  guide  our  way. 

How  large  his  bounties  are ! 

What  various  stores  of  good, 
Diffused  from  our  Redeemer's  hand. 

And  purchased  with  his  blood ! 

Jesus,  our  living  Head, 

We  bless  thy  faithful  care; 
Our  Advocate  before  the  throne, 

And  our  forerunner  there. 


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THE  LORD'S  SUPPER 

5  Here  fix  my  roving  heart ! 

Here  wait  my  warmest  love ! 
Till  the  commuuion  be  complete, 
In  nobler  scenes  above. 

529  Take  this,  etc. 

Luke  22  :  17. 

JESUS  invites  his  saints 
To  meet  around  his  board ; 
Here  pardoned  rebels  sit,  and  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lord. 

2  This  holy  bread  and  wine 

Maintain  our  fainting  breath. 
By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  interest  in  his  death. 

3  Let  all  our  powers  be  joined 

His  glorious  name  to  raise ; 
Let  holy  love  fill  every  mind, 
And  every  voice  be  praise ; 

530  ^w^  when  they  had  sung  a  hymn,  etc.         S.  M. 

Matt.  26  :  30. 

A  PARTING  hymn  we  sing. 
Around  thy  table,  Lord ; 
Again  our  grateful  tribute  bring, 
Our  solemn  vows  record. 

2  Here  have  we  seen  thy  face. 

And  felt  thy  presence  here ; 
So  may  the  savor  of  thy  grace 
In  word  and  life  appear. 

3  The  purchase  of  thy  blood — 

By  sin  no  longer  led — 
The  path  our  dear  Redeemer  trod 
May  we  rejoicing  tread. 

4  In  self-forgetting  love 

Be  Christian  union  shown. 
Until  we  join  the  Church  above, 
And  know  as  we  are  known. 
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531  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God.  S.  M. 

John  1  :  36. 

OT  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 
On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  its  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

Bears  all  our  sins  away ; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 
While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  sing  his  dying  love. 

532  Foretastes.  S.  M 

Mark  14  :  25. 

BLEST  feast  of  love  divine! 
'Tis  grace  that  makes  us  free 
To  feed  upon  this  bread  and  wine. 
In  memory.  Lord,  of  thee ! 

2  That  blood  which  flowed  for  sin. 

In  symbol  here  we  see. 
And  feel  the  bless6d  pledge  within, 
That  we  are  loved  of  thee. 

3  0,  if  this  glimpse  of  love 

Be  so  divinely  sweet, 
•     What  will  it  be,  0  Lord,  above. 
Thy  gladdening  smile  to  meet ! 

4  To  see  thee  face  to  face — 

Thy  perfect  likeness  wear — 
And  all  thy  ways  of  wondrous  grace 
Through  endless  years  declare ! 
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533  I  ^^^ii  draw  all  men  unto  me.  8s  &  7s. 

John  12  :  32. 

T  is  finished!  Man  of  Sorrows! 
From  thy  cross  our  frailty  borrows 
Strength  to  bear  and  conquer  thus. 

2  While  extended  there  we  view  thee, 
Mighty  Sufferer !  draw  us  to  thee ; 

Sufferer  victorious ! 

3  Not  in  vain  for  us  uplifted, 
Man  of  Sorrows,  wonder-gifted ! 

May  that  sacred  emblem  be ; 

4  Lifted  high  amid  the  ages, 

Guide  of  heroes,  saints,  and  sages  ; 
May  it  guide  us  still  to  thee ! 

534:  ^^  ^o^y  <^w^  blood  of  Christ.  7s. 

BREAD  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  feed, 
For  thy  flesh  is  meat  indeed ; 
Ever  let  our  souls  be  fed 
With  this  true  and  living  bread. 

2  Vine  of  heaven,  thy  blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice  ; 

Lord,  thy  wounds  our  healing  give ; 
To  thy  cross  we  look  and  live. 

3  Day  by  day  with  strength  supplied, 
Through  the  life  of  him  who  died, 
Lord  of  life,  0  let  us  be 

Rooted,  grafted,  built  on  thee. 

535  Leaving  the  Lord's  table.  8s  &  7s. 

FROM  the  table  now  retiring. 
Which  for  us  the  Lord  hath  spread, 
May  our  souls,  refreshment  finding, 
Grow  in  all  things  like  qui  Head. 
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THE  CHURCH: 

2  His  example  by  beholding, 

May  our  lives  his  image  bear ; 
Him  our  Lord  and  Master  calling, 
His  commands  may  we  revere. 

3  Love  to  God  and  man  displaying, 

Walking  steadfast  in  his  way, 
Joy  attend  us  in  believing, 

Peace  from  God,  through  endless  day. 

536  It  was  for  us.  P.M. 

NEAR  the  cross  our  station  taking. 
Earthly  cares  and  joys  forsaking. 
Meet  it  is  for  us  to  mourn : 
'Twas  for  us  he  came  from  heaven, 
'Twas  for  us  his  heart  was  riven; 
All  his  griefs  for  us  were  borne. 

2  When  no  eye  its  pity  gave  us, 
When  there  was  no  arm  to  save  us, 

He  his  love  and  power  displayed : 
By  his  stripes  our  help  and  healing. 
By  his  death  our  life  revealing, 

He  for  us  the  ransom  paid. 

3  Jesus,  may  thy  love  constrain  us, 
That  from  sin  we  may  refrain  us, 

In  thy  griefs  may  deeply  grieve ; 
Thee  our  best  affections  giving. 
To  thy  praise  and  honor  living. 

May  we  in  thy  glory  live ! 
53T  My  peace  I  give  unto  you.  P.M. 

LAMB  of  God!  whose  bleeding  love 
We  now  recall  to  mind. 
Send  thy  blessing  from  above. 

And  let  us  mercy  find ; 
Think  on  us,  who  think  on  thee; 
Every  burdened  soul  release ; 
0,  remember  Calvary, 
And  bid  us  go  in  peace ! 
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2  By  thine  agonizing  pain, 

And  bloody  sweat,  we  pray — 
By  thy  dying  love  to  man. 

Take  all  our  sins  away: 
By  thy  passion  on  the  tree, 

Let  our  griefs  and  troubles  cease : 
0,  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace ! 

538  Looking  to  Jesus.  8s  &  7s. 

Heb.  12 :  2. 

SWEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 
Which  before  the  cross  I  spend; 
Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 
From  the  sinner's  dying  friend. 

2  Here  I  '11  sit,  for  ever  viewing 

Mercy  streaming  in  his  blood ; 
Precious  drops !  my  soul  bedewing. 
Plead  they  now  my  peace  with  God. 

3  Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 

Here  unfolds  his  wondrous  grace ; 
While  I  see  divine  compassion 
Beaming  in  his  lovely  face. 

4  Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven. 

While  upon  the  cross  I  gaze ; 
Here  the  joy  of  sins  forgiven 
Shall  inspire  my  songs  of  praise. 

5  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing. 

While  his  feet  I  bathe  with  tears ; 
Constant  still  in  faith  abiding — 
Hope  triumphant  o'er  my  fears. 

6  Lord !  in  ceaseless  contemplation. 

Fix  my  trusting  heart  on  thee. 
Till  I  know  thy  full  salvation. 
And  thy  face  in  glory  see. 
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539  ^iy  meditation  shall  be  siveet.  P.  M. 

Psalm  104  :  34, 

HERE  I  sink  before  thee  lowly, 
Filled  with  gladness  deep  and  holy, 
As  with  trembling  awe  and  wonder 
On  thy  mighty  work  I  ponder — 
On  this  banquet's  mystery, 
On  the  depths  we  can  not  see : 
Far  beyond  all  mortal  sight 
Lie  the  secrets  of  thy  might. 

2  Sun,  who  all  my  life  dost  brighten!     . 
Light,  who  dost  my  soul  enlighten! 
Joy,  the  sweetest  man  e'er  knoweth ! 
Fount,  whence  all  my  being  floweth ! 
Humbly  draw  I  near  to  thee ; 

Grant  that  I  may  worthily 
Take  this  blessed  heavenly  food, 
To  thy  praise,  and  to  my  good. 

3  Jesus,  Bread  of  Life  from  heaven, 
Never  be  thou  vainly  given. 

Nor  I  to  my  hurt  invited ; 
Be  thy  love  with  love  requited ; 
Let  me  learn  its  depths  indeed, 
While  on  thee  my  soul  doth  feed; 
Let  me,  here  so  richly  blest. 
Be  hereafter,  too,  thy  guest. 

540  Whom  having  not  seen,  we  love.         8s  &  7s. 

1  Pet.  1 :  8. 

WHILE  in  sweet  communion  feeding 
On  this  earthly  bread  and  wine, 
Saviour  may  we  see  thee  bleeding 
On  the  cross  to  make  us  thine. 

2  Though  unseen,  now  be  thou  near  us. 
With  the  still  small  voice  of  love. 
Whispering  words  of  peace  to  cheer  us — 
Every  doubt  and  fear  remove. 

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3  Bring  before  us  all  the  story, 
Of  thy  life,  and  death  of  woe ! 
And  with  hopes  of  endless  glory. 
Wean  our  hearts  from  all  below. 

541  To  him  he  glory.  P.  M 

Eph.  3:21. 

JESUS  has  died  for  me, 
Glory  to  God! 
From  sin  he  set  me  free, 

Glory  to  God! 
And,  if  I  trust  his  grace, 
I  soon  shall  win  the  race; 
Then  see  his  lovely  face. 
Glory  to  God. 
2  Soon,  I  shall  sing  above, 
Glory  to  God ! 
Tell  of  his  wondrous  love, 

^  Glory  to  God : 
Free  from  all  death  and  wrong, 
Then  shall  my  notes  prolong 
One  loud,  triumphant  song. 
Glory  to  God! 

542  Christ  our  confidence.  6s  &  4s. 

MY  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary : 

Saviour  divine. 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray; 
Take  all  my  guilt  away; 
0,  let  me,  from  this  day. 

Be  wholly  thine. 
2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart; 

My  zeal  inspire ; 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
0  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be — 

A  living  fire. 

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THE  CHURCH: 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  guide; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day. 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away. 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 

4  When  ends  life's  transient  dream. 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll; 
Blest  Saviour,  then,  in  love. 
Fear  and  distress  remove  ; 

0  bear  me  safe  above — 
A  ransomed  soul. 

54:3  The  Cross— the  power  of  God.  7s  &  6s 

1  Cor.  1 :  18. 

SAW  the  cross  of  Jesus 

When  burdened  with  my  sin ; 

1  sought  the  cross  of  Jesus 
To  give  me  peace  within  ; 

I  brought  ray  soul  to  Jesus ; 

He  cleansed  it  in  his  blood; 
And  in  the  cross  of  Jesus 

I  found  my  peace  with  God. 

I  love  the  cross  of  Jesus — 

It  tells  what  I  am ; 
A  vile  and  guilty  creature, 

Saved  only  through  the  Lamb. 
No  righteousness,  no  merit, 

No  beauty  can  I  plead ; 
Yet  in  the  cross  I  glory. 

My  title  there  I  read. 

I  clasp  the  cross  of  Jesus 

In  every  trying  hour, 
My  sure  and  certain  refuge. 

My  never-failing  tower. 
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THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

In  every  fear  and  conflict, 

I  more  than  conqueror  am ; 
Living  I  'm  safe,  or  dying. 

Through  Christ  the  risen  Lamb. 

4  Sweet  is  the  cross  of  Jesus ! 

There  let  my  weary  heart 
Still  rest  in  peace  and  safety 

Till  life  itself  depart; 
And  then  in  strains  of  glory 

I  '11  sing  thy  wondrous  power, 
Where  sin  can  never  enter. 

And  death  is  known  no  more. 

544  Communion  of  the  body  and  blood  of  Christ.      lOs. 

HERE,  O  my  Lord,  I  see  thee  face  to  face; 
Here  would  I  touch  and  handle  things  unseen; 
Here  grasp  with  firmer  hand  the  eternal  grace, 
And  all  my  weariness  upon  thee  lean. 

2  Here  would  I  feed  upon  the  bread  of  God ; 

Here  drink  with  thee  the  royal  wine  of  heaven; 
Here  would  I  lay  aside  each  earthly  load. 
Here  taste  afresh  the  calm  of  sin  forgiven. 

3  Too  soon  we  rise;  the  symbols  disappear ; 

The  feast,  though  not  the  love,  is  passed  and  gone  : 
The  bread  and  wine  remove,  but  thou  art  here — 
Nearer  than  ever — still  my  Shield  and  Sun. 

4  Feast  after  feast  thus  comes  and  passes  by; 

Yet,  passing,  points  to  the  glad  feast  above — 
Giving  sweet  foretaste  of  the  festal  joy, 

The  Lamb's  great  bridal  feast  of  bliss  and  love. 

545  Believing,  we  rejoice.  H.  M. 

1  Peter  1  :  8. 

YE  saints,  your  music  bring. 
Attuned  to  sweetest  sound, 
Strike  every  trembling  string. 

Till  earth  and  heaven  resound; 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  we  sing; 
Awake,  ye  saints,  each  joyful  string. 
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2  The  cross,  the  cross  alone, 

Subdued  the  powers  of  hell ; 
Like  lightning  from  his  throne 

The  prince  of  darkness  fell, 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  we  sing, 
Awake,  ye  saints  each  joyful  string. 

3  The  cross  hath  power  to  save 

From  all  the  foes  that  rise ; 
The  cross  hath  made  the  grave 

A  passage  to  the  skies ; 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  we  sing; 
Awake,  ye  saints  each  joyful  string. 

546  The  true  Passover.  7s,  6  lines. 

ONCE  the  angel  started  back, 
When  he  saw  the  blood-stained  door, 
Pausing  on  his  vengeful  track, 

And  the  dwelling  passing  o'er. 
Once  the  sea  from  Israel  fled. 
Ere  it  rolled  o'er  Egypt's  dead. 

2  Now  our  Passover  is  come, 

Dimly  shadowed  in  the  past, 
And  the  very  Paschal  Lamb, 

Christ,  the  Lord,  is  slain  at  last. 
Then  with  hearts  and  hands  made  meet, 
Our  unleavened  bread  we  '11  eat. 

3  Bless6d  Victim  sent  from  heaven. 

Whom  all  angel  hosts  obey, 
To  whose  will  all  earth  is  given, 

At  whose  word  hell  shrinks  away. 
Thou  hast  conquered  death's  dread  strife. 
Thou  hast  brought  us  light  and  life. 
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PRAYER  AND  SOCIAL  MEETINGS. 

547  The  Mercy  Seat.  L.  M. 

FROM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat — 
'T  is  found  beneath  the  Mercy  Seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads, 

A  place  than  all  besides  more  sweet —        ,  ^  • 
It  is  the  blood-bought  Mercy  Seat.  :  \ 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  Mercy  Seat. 

4  Ah !  whither  could  we  flee  for  aid. 
When  tempted,  desolate,  dismayed ; 
Or  how  the  host  of  hell  defeat, 
Had  suffering  souls  no  Mercy  Seat  ? 

5  There !  there  on  eagle  wings  we  soar. 
And  sin  and  sense  seem  all  no  more. 

And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  Mercy  Seat ! 

6  0  let  my  hand  forget  her  skill. 
My  tongue  be  silent  cold  and  still. 
This  bounding  heart  forget  to  beat, 
Ere  I  forget  the  Mercy  Seat ! 

548  This  is  the  gate  of  heaven.  L.  M. 

Gen.  28  :  17. 

HOW  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile 
And  seek  the  presence  of  our  Lord ! 
Dear  Saviour  I  on  thy  people  smile. 
And  come  according  to  thy  word. 
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2  From  busy  scenes  we  now  retreat, 

That  we  may  here  converse  with  thee: 
Ah  !  Lord !  behold  us  at  thy  feet — 
Let  this  the  "gate  of  heaven  "  be. 

3  "Chief  of  ten  thousand!"  now  appear, 

That  we  by  faith  may  see  thy  face : 

0 !  grant  that  we  thy  voice  may  hear. 

And  let  thy  presence  fill  this  place. 

549  For  a  business  meeting.  L.  M. 

BENIGNANT  God  of  love  and  power, 
Be  with  us  in  this  solemn  hour; 
Smile  on  our  souls ;  our  plans  approve. 
By  which  we  seek  to  spread  thy  love. 

2  Let  each  discordant  thought  be  gone, 
And  love  unite  our  hearts  in  one ; 
Let  all  we  have  and  are  combine 
To  forward  objects  so  divine. 

550  Hour  ofp-ayer.  L.  M. 

SWEET  hour  of  prayer!  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 
That  calls  me  from  a  world  of  care. 
And  bids  me  at  my  Father's  throne, 
Make  all  my  wants  and  wishes  known ! 
In  seasons  of  distress  and  grief, 
My  soul  has  often  found  relief, 
And  oft  escaped  the  tempter's  snare. 
By  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

2  Sweet  hour  of  prayer !  sweet  hour  of  prayer ! 
The  joy  I  feel,  the  bliss  I  share, 
Of  those  whose  anxious  spirits  burn 
With  strong  desires  for  thy  return. 
With  such  I  hasten  to  the  place 
Where  God  my  Saviour  shows  his  face. 
And  gladly  take  my  station  there, 
And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 
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3  Sweet  hour  of  prayer!  sweet  hour  of  prayer! 
Thy  wings  shall  my  petition  bear 
To  him  whose  truth  and  faithfulness 
Engage  the  waiting  soul  to  bless ; 
And  since  he  bids  me  seek  his  face, 
Believe  his  word  and  trust  his  grace, 
I  '11  cast  on  him  ray  every  care, 
And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

551  Isaiah  hi:  15.  L.  M. 

JESUS,  where'er  thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found ; 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind ; 

Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come, 
And,  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 

3  Dear  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  few, 
Thy  former  mercies  here  renew ; 
Here  to  our  waiting  hearts  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  thy  saving  name. 

4  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  prayer 
To  strengthen  faith  and  banish  care; 

To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise. 
And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 

552  There  am  I.  L.  M. 

Matt.  18 :  20. 

WHERE  two  or  three,  with  sweet  accord. 
Obedient  to  their  sovereign  Lord, 
/     Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace. 
And  offer  solemn  prayer  and  praise ; 

2  "There,"  says  the  Saviour,  "will  I  be, 
Amid  the  little  company ; 
To  them  unvail  my  smiling  face. 
And  shed  my  glories  round  the  place." 
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3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  0  Lord, 
Relying  on  thy  faithful  word ; 
Be  present  in  each  waiting  heart, 
And  strength  and  heavenly  peace  impart. 

553  No  other  friend  can  I  desire.  L.  M. 

MY  precious  Lord,  for  thy  dear  name 
I  bear  the  cross,  despise  the  shame ; 
Nor  do  I  faint  while  thou  art  near; 

1  lean  on  thee,  how  can  I  fear  ? 

2  No  other  name  but  thine  is  given 

To  cheer  my  soul  in  earth  or  heaven ; 
No  other  wealth  will  I  require : 
No  other  friend  can  I  desire. 

3  Yea,  into  nothing  would  I  fall 
For  thee  alone,  my  All  in  All ; 
To  feel  thy  love,  my  only  joy; 
To  tell  thy  love,  my  sole  employ. 

554:  Christ,  all  in  all  L.  M. 

Col.  3:  11. 

THOU  pure  light  of  souls  that  love, 
True  joy  of  every  human  breast. 
Sower  of  life's  immortal  seed. 
Our  Saviour  and  Redeemer  blest! 

2  Be  thou  our  guide,  be  thou  our  goal ; 

Be  thou  our  pathway  to  the  skies ; 
Our  joy  when  sorrow  fills  the  soul ; 
In  death  our  everlasting  prize. 
555  '  ^^6  tranquil  hour.  L.  M. 

THOU,  Saviour,  from  thy  throne  on  high. 
Enrobed  with  light,  and  girt  with  power, 
Dost  note  the  thought,  the  prayer,  the  sigh, 
Of  hearts  that  love  the  tranquil  hour. 
2  Oft  thou  thyself  didst  steal  away. 
At  eventide,  from  labor  done, 
In  some  still  peaceful  shade  to  pray, 
Till  morning  watches  were  begun. 
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3  Thou  hast  not,  dearest  Lord,  forgot 

Thy  wrestlings  on  Judea's  hills; 
And  still  thou  lovest  the  quiet  spot 
Where  praise  the  lowly  spirit  fills. 

4  Now  to  our  souls,  withdrawn  awhile 

From  earth's  rude^noise,  thy  face  reveal, 
And,  as  we  worship,  kindly  smile, 
And  for  thine  own  our  spirits  seal. 

5  To  thee  we  bring  each  grief  and  care. 

To  thee  we  fly  while  tempests  lower; 
Thou  wilt  the  weary  burdens  bear 
Of  heai*ts  that  love  the  tranquil  hour. 

556  Exhortation  to  prayer.  L.  M. 

WHxA-T  various  hindrances  we  meet 
In  coming  to  a  mercy-seat ! 
Yet  who,  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darkened  clouds  withdraw; 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw, 

Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love. 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armor  bright; 
And  Satan  trembles,  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Have  you  no  words  ?     Ah,  think  again ; 
Words  flow  apace  when  we  complain. 
And  fill  a  fellow-creature's  ear 

With  the  sad  tale  of  all  our  care. 

5  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent. 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Our  cheerful  song  would  oftener  be, 
"  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me !" 
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557  They  that  believe  do  enter  into  rest.  L.  M. 

Heb.  4 :  3. 


11  if  Y  only  Saviour !  when  I  feel 


O'erwhelmed  in  spirit,  faint,  oppressed, 
'Tis  sweet  to  tell  thee,  while  I  kneel 
Low  at  thy  feet,  thou  art  my  rest. 

2  I  'm  weary  of  the  strife  within ; 

Strong  powers  against  ray  soul  contest ; 
0,  let  me  turn  from  self  and  sin. 
To  thy  dear  cross,  for  there  is  rest! 

3  0!  sweet  will  be  the  welcome  day. 

When  from  her  toils  and  woes  released, 
My  parting  soul  in  death  shall  say, 
"  Now,  Lord !  I  come  to  thee  for  rest." 

558  Prayer  for  contentment.  CM. 

FATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
Thy  sovereign  will  denies. 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace. 
Let  this  petition  rise : 

2  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine, 

My  life,  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

559  Tempest-tossed.  C.  M, 

0  JESUS,  Saviour  of  the  lost,  " 
My  Rock  and  Hiding-place, 
By  storms  of  sin  and  sorrow  tost, 
I  seek  thy  sheltering  grace. 
2  Guilty,  forgive  me.  Lord!  I  cry; 
Pursued  by  foes,  I  come ; 
A  sinner,  save  me,  or  I  die ; 
An  outcast,  take  me  home. 
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PRAYER  AND  SOCIAL  MEETIJS^GS. 

Once  safe  in  thine  almighty  arms, 

Let  storms  come  on  amain; 
There  danger  never,  never  harms; 

There  death  itself  is  gain. 

And  when  I  stand  before  thy  throne 

And  all  thy  gloiy  see. 
Still  be  my  righteousness  alone 

To  hide  myself  in  thee. 

560  Thy  will  he  done.  C.  M 
OW  sweet  to  be  allowed  to  pray 

To  God,  the  Holy  One ; 

With  filial  love  and  trust  to  say, 

"  0  God,  thy  will  be  done." 

2  We  in  these  sacred  words  can  find 

A  cure  for  every  ill; 
They  calm  and  soothe  the  troubled  mind, 
And  bid  all  care  be  still. 

3  0  let  that  Will  which  gave  me  breath, 

And  an  immortal  soul, 
In  joy  or  grief,  in  life  or  death, 
My  every  wish  control. 

4  0,  could  my  heart  thus  ever  pray. 

Thus  imitate  thy  Son ! 
Teach  me,  0  God,  with  truth  to  say, 
Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done. 

561  Sanctify  the  Lord  God  in  your  hearts.       C.  M. 

1  Pet  3  :  15. 

WHILE  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 
Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed ; 
To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed ; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 
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3  In  ejlch  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
'My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise. 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour. 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear. 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  banish  fear; 
That  heart  shall  rest  on  thee. 

562  Betirement  and  meditation.  C.  M. 

I  LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away 
From  every  cumbering  care. 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear; 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead, 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past. 

And  future  good  implore. 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love,  by  faith,  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven  ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew. 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 
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5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 
May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 

563  ^y  Saviour  died  for  me.  C.  M. 

THOU  art  my  hiding-place,  0  Lord, 
In  thee  I  fix  my  trust, 
Encouraged  by  thy  holy  word, 
A  feeble  child  of  dust. 

2  I  have  no  argument  beside, 

I  urge  no  other  plea, 
And  'tis  enough — the  Saviour  died. 
The  Saviour  died  for  me. 

3  When  storms  of  fierce  temptation  beat. 

And  furious  foes  assail. 
My  refuge  is  the  mercy-seat. 
My  hope  within  the  vail. 

4  From  strife  of  tongues  and  bitter  words, 

My  spirit  flies  to  thee; 
Joy  to  my  heart  the  thought  affords — 
My  Saviour  died  for  me. 

5  And  when  thy  awful  voice  commands 

This  body  to  decay. 
Arid  life,  in  its  last  lingering  sands. 
Is  ebbing  fast  away — 

6  Then,  though  it  be  in  accents  weak, 

My  voice  shall  call  on  thee. 
And  ask  for  strength  in  death  to  speak — 
"  My  Saviour  died  for  me." 

564  Let  us  draw  near.  C  M. 

Heb.  10 :  22. 

APPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat, 
Where  Jesus  answers  prayer; 
There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there. 
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2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 

With  this  I  venture  nigh ; 
Thou  callest  burdened  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  0  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bowed  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 

By  Satan  sorely  pressed. 
By  war  without,  and  fear  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding-place ; 

That,  sheltered  near  thy  side, 
I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face. 
And  tell  him,  "Thou  hast  died." 

6  0,  wondrous  love,  to  bleed  and  die. 
To  bear  the  cross  and  shame, 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  thy  gracious  name ! 

565  Frayer.  C.  M. 

PRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
Unuttered  or  expressed ; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear ; 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try ; 
Prayer,  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways. 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice. 
And  say — "Behold  he  prays." 
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0  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 
The  Christian's  native  air, 
His  watchword  at  the  gate  of  death ; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

566  Filled  with  all  the  fullness  of  God.  C.  M. 
LORD,  I  would  delight  in  thee, 
And  on  thy  care  depend; 

To  thee  in  every  trouble  flee. 
My  best,  my  only  Friend. 

2  When  all  created  streams  are  dried. 

Thy  fullness  is  the  same; 
May  I  with  this  be  satisfied, 
And  glory  in  thy  name ! 

3  No  good  in  creatures  can  be  found, 

But  what  is  found  in  thee : 
I  must  have  all  things  and  abound 
While  God  is  God  to  me. 

4  0  that  I  had  a  stronger  faith, 

To  look  within  the  vail — 
To  credit  what  my  Saviour  saith. 
Whose  word  can  never  fail. 

5  He  who  has  made  my  heaven  secure, 

Will  here  all  good  provide: 
While  Christ  is  rich,  can  I  be  poor? 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

6  0  Lord,  I  cast  my  care  on  thee; 

I  triumph  and  adore : 
Henceforth  my  great  concern  shall  be 
To  love  and  please  thee  more. 

567  ^^^  c-nd  it  shall  be  given  you.  S.  M. 

Luke  11  :  9. 

JESUS,  my  strength,  my  hope. 
On  thee  I  cast  my  care. 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 
And  know  thou  hearest  my  prayer. 
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2  Give  me  on  thee  to  wait 
Till  I  can  all  things  do ; 

On  thee,  almighty  to  create, 
Almighty  to  renew. 

3  I  want  a  sober  mind, 
A  self-renouncing  will, 

That  tramples  down,  and  casts  behind, 
The  baits  of  pleasing  ill ; 

4  A  soul  inured  to  pain, 
To  hardships,  grief,  and  loss ; 

Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  sustain 
The  consecrated  cross; 

5  I  want  a  godly  fear, 
A  quick-discerning  eye. 

That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 
And  sees  the  tempter  fly; 

6  A  spirit  still  prepared. 
And  armed  with  jealous  care. 

For  ever  standing  on  its  guard. 

And  watching  unto  prayer. 
568  Opening  prayer  meeting.  S.  M.  D. 

T  is  the  hour  of  prayer: 

Draw  near  and  bend  the  knee. 
And  fill  the  calm  and  holy  air 

With  voice  of  melody! 
O'erwearied  with  the  heat 

And  burden  of  the  day, 
Now  let  us  rest  our  wandering  feet, 

And  gather  here  to  pray. 
0,  blessed  is  the  hour 

That  lifts  our  hearts  on  high ! 
Like  sunlight  when  the  tempests  lower, 

Prayer  to  the  soul  is  nigh ; 
Though  dark  may  be  our  lot. 

Our  eyes  be  dim  with  care, 
These  saddening  thoughts  shall  trouble  not 

This  holy  hour  of  prayer. 
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PRAYER  AND  SOCIAL  MEETINGS. 

569  Come^  let  us  pray.  C.  H.  M. 

COME,  let  us  pray ;  't  is  sweet  to  feel 
That  God  himself  is  near; 
That  while  we  at  his  footstool  kneel, 

His  mercy  deigns  to  hear: 
Though  sorrows  doud  life's  dreary  way. 
This  is  our  solace — let  us  pray. 

2  Come,  let  us  pray :  the  burning  brow. 

The  heart  oppressed  with  care, 
And  all  the  woes  that  throng  us  now, 

Will  be  relieved  by  prayer : 
Jesus  will  smile  our  griefs  away ; 
0,  glorious  thought! — come1  let  us  pray. 

3  Come,  let  us  pray  :  the  mercy-seat 

Invites  the  fervent  prayer. 
And  Jesus  ready  stands  to  greet 

The  contrite  spirit  there : 
0,  loiter  not,  nor  longer  stay 
From  him  who  loves  us  ;  let  us  pray. 

570  Invitation  to  prayer.  S.  M. 

COME  to  the  house  of  prayer, 
0  thou  afflicted,  come; 
The  God  of  peace  shall  meet  thee  there; 
He  makes  that  house  his  home. 

2  Come  to  the  house  of  praise. 

Ye  who  are  happy  now; 
In  sweet  accord  your  voices  raise. 
In  kindred  homage  bow. 

3  Ye  ag^d,  hither  come. 

For  you  have  felt  his  love ; 
Soon  shall  your  trembling  tongues  be  dumb. 
Your  lips  forget  to  move. 
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4  Ye  young,  before  his  throne 

Come,  bow ;  your  voices  raise ; 
Let  not  your  hearts  his  praise  disown 
Who  gives  the  power  to  praise. 

5  Thou,  whose  benignant  eye 

In  mercy  looks  on  all — 
Who  seest  the  tear  of  misery, 
And  hearest  the  mourner's  call — 

6  Up  to  thy  dwelling-place 

Bear  our  frail  spirits  on. 
Till  they  outstrip  time's  tardy  pace, 
And  heaven  on  earth  be  won. 


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571  Heavenly  places.  7s,  6  lines. 
F  't  is  sweet  to  mingle  where 

Christians  meet  for  social  prayer; 
If  'tis  sweet  with  them  to  raise 
Songs  of  holy  joy  and  praise — 

Passing  sweet  that  state  must  be, 

Where  they  meet  eternally. 

2  Saviour,  may  these  meetings  prove 
Antepasts  to  that  above  ; 
While  we  worship  in  this  place. 
May  we  go  from  grace  to  grace. 

Till  we  each,  in  his  degree. 

Fit  for  endless  glory  be. 

572  Deliver  us  from  evil.  7s. 

HEAVENLY  Father !  to  whose  eye 
Future  things  unfolded  lie ; 
Through  the  desert  when  I  stray 
Let  thy  counsels  guide  my  way 

2  Lord !  uphold  me  day  by  day ; 
Shed  a  light  upon  my  way ; 
Guide  me  through  perplexing  snares, 
Care  for  me  in  all  my  cares. 
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PEAYER  AND  SOCIAL  MEETINGS. 

3  Should  thy  wisdom,  Lord,  decree 
Trials  long  and  sharp  for  me, 
Pain,  or  sorrow,  care  or  shame — 
Father!  glorify  thy  name. 

4  Let  me  neither  faint  nor  fear, 
Feeling  still  that  thou  art  near ; 
In  the  course  my  Saviour  trod. 
Tending  home  to  thee,  my  God. 

573  God  is  present  everywhere.  7s. 

THEY  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace 
Find  that  throne  in  every  place ; 
If  we  live  a  life  of  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

2  In  our  sickness  and  our  health. 
In  our  want,  or  in  our  wealth, 
If  we  look  to  God  in  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

3  When  our  earthly  comforts  fail. 
When  the  woes  of  life  prevail, 
'Tis  the  time  for  earnest  prayer; 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

4  Then,  my  soul,  in  every  strait. 
To  thy  Father  come,  and  wait; 
He  will  answer  every  prayer; 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

574  Lift  the  heart,  and  bend  the  knee.  i  S. 
IHILD,  amid  the  flowers  at  play, 

J  While  the  red  light  fades  away; 
Mother,  with  thine  earnest  eye 
Ever  following  silently ; 

2  Father,  by  the  breeze  of  eve. 
Called  thy  daily  toil  to  leave ; 
Pray!  ere  yet  the  dark  hours  be. 
Lift  the  heart,  and  bend  the  knee ! 
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THE  CHURCH : 

3  Traveler  in  the  stranger's  land, 

Far  from  thine  own  household  band; 
Mourner,  haunted  by  the  tone 
Of  a  voice  from  this  world  gone ; 

4  Captive,  in  whose  narrow  cell 
Sunshine  hath  not  leave  to  dwell ; 
Sailor,  on  the  darkening  sea. 

Lift  the  heart,  and  bend  the  knee ! 

5  Ye  that  triumph,  ye  that  sigh, 
Kindred  by  one  holy  tie. 
Heaven's  first  star  alike  ye  see ; 
Lift  the  heart,  and  bend  the  knee ! 

570  Lead  we,  0  Lord.  7s. 

qilEPHERD  of  thy  little  flock, 
Vj  Lead  me  to  the  shadowing  rock, 
Where  the  richest  pasture  grows; 
Where  the  living  water  flows ; 

2  By  that  pure  and  silent  stream, 
Sheltered  from  the  scorching  beam ; 
Shepherd,  Saviour,  Guardian,  Guide, 
Keep  me  ever  near  thy  side. 

576  Draw  near  with  a  true  heart.        7s,  6  lines. 

Heb.  10  :  22. 

HOLY  Lord,  our  hearts  prepare 
For  the  solemn  work  of  prayer ; 
Grant  that  while  we  bend  the  knee, 
Allour  thoughts  may  turn  to  thee; 
Let  thy  presence  here  be  found, 
Breathing  peace  and  joy  around. 

2  Lord,  when  we  approach  thy  throne, 
Make  thy  power  and  glory  known : 
Thus  may  we  be  taught  to  call 
Humbly  on  the  Lord  of  all, 
And  with  reverence  and  fear. 
At  thy  footstool  to  appear. 
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Teach  us,  as  we  breathe  our  woes, 
On  thy  promise  to  repose ; 
All  thy  tender  love  to  trace 
In  the  Saviour's  work  of  grace ; 
And  with  confidence  depend 
On  a  gracious  God  and  Friend. 


577  The  Lord  make  his  face  shine  upon  thee.        7s. 

Num.  6 :  25. 

JTEALING  from  the  world  away, 
We  are  come  to  seek  thy  face; 
Kindly  meet  us,  Lord,  we  pray. 
Grant  us  thy  reviving  grace. 


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2  Yonder  stars  that  gild  the  sky, 

Shine  but  with  a  borrowed  light : 
We,  unless  thy  light  be  nigh. 
Wander,  wrapt  in  gloomy  night. 

3  Sun  of  Righteousness!  dispel 

All  our  darkness,  doubts  and  fears  j 
May  thy  light  within  us  dwell, 
Till  eternal  day  appears. 

578  Hear  us  when  to  thee  we  cry.     /s,  double. 

SAVIOUR,  when  in  dust  to  thee 
Low  we  bow  th'  adoring  knee: 
When  repentant,  to  the  skies 
Scarce  we  lift  our  streaming  eyes; 
0,  by  all  thy  pains  and  woe, 
Suffered  once  for  man  below, 
Bending  from  thy  throne  on  high, 
Hear  us  when  to  thee  we  cry. 

2  By  thy  birth  and  early  years, 
By  thy  human  griefs  and  fears. 
By  thy  fasting  and  distress 
In  the  lonely  wilderness ; 
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By  thy  victory  in  the  hour 
Of  the  subtle  tempter's  power; 
Jesus  look  with  pitying  eye, 
Hear  our  humble,  earnest  cry. 

3  By  thine  hour  of  dark  despair, 
By  thine  agony  of  prayer, 

By  thy  purple  robe  of  scorn, 

By  thy  wounds,  thy  crown  of  thorn, 

By  thy  cross,  thy  pangs  and  cries, 

By  thy  perfect  sacrifice  ; 

Jesus,  look  with  piting  eye. 

Listen  to  our  humble  cry. 

4  By  thy  deep  expiring  groan. 
By  thy  sealed  sepulchral  stone, 
By  thy  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 
By  thy  power  from  death  to  save : 
Dying,  risen,  ascended.  Lord, 

To  thy  throne  in  heaven  restored, 
Bending  from  thy  throne  on  high. 
Hear  us  when  to  thee  we  cry. 

579  Evening,  and  morning,  etc.  7s  &  6s. 

Psalm  55  :  17. 

GO,  when  the  morning  shineth. 
Go,  when  the  moon  is  bright, 
Go,  when  the  eve  declineth, 
Go,  in  the  hush  of  night ; 
Go  with  pure  mind  and  feeling. 

Put  earthly  thoughts  away, 
x\nd  in  God's  presence  kneeling, 
Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 

2  Remember  all  who  love  thee, 
All  who  are  loved  by  thee ; 
Pray,  too,  for  those  who  hate  thee, 
If  any  such  there  be; 

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PRAYER  AND  SOCIAL  MEETINGS. 

Then  for  thyself,  in  meekness, 

A  blessing  humbly  claim ; 
And  blend  with  each  petition 

Thy  great  Redeemer's  name. 

3  Or,  if  'tis  e'er  denied  thee 

In  solitude  to  pray, 
Should  holy  thoughts  come  o'er  thee. 

When  friends  are  round  thy  way, 
E'en  then,  the  silent  breathing 

Thy  spirit  lifts  above. 
Will  reach  his  throne  of  glory, 

Where  dwells  eternal  love. 

580  After  this  manner  jpray  ye.  6s  &  5s. 

Matt,  6 : 9. 

OUR  Father  in  heaven. 
We  hallow  thy  name ! 
May  thy  kingdom  holy 

On  earth  be  the  same! 
0  give  to  us  daily. 

Our  portion  of  bread ; 
It  is  from  thy  bounty 
That  all  must  be  fed. 

2  Forgive  our  transgressions, 

And  teach  us  to  know 
That  humble  compassion 

That  pardons  each  foe  ; 
Keep  us  from  temptation. 

From  weakness  and  sin, 
And  thine  be  the  glory 

For  ever — Amen ! 

58 1  The  hour  of  -prayer.  8s  &  48. 

MY  God !  is  any  hour  so  sweet, 
From  blush  of  morn  to  evening  star, 
As  that  which  calls  me  to  thy  feet — 
The  hour  of  prayer  ? 
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2  Blest  is  the  tranquil  hour  of  morn, 

And  blest  that  hour  of  solemn  eve, 
When,  on  the  wings  of  prayer  up-borne, 
The  world  I  leave. 

3  Then  is  my  strength  by  thee  renewed ; 

Then  are  my  sins  by  thee  forgiven ; 
Then  dost  thou  cheer  my  solitude 
With  hopes  of  heaven. 

1  No  words  can  tell  what  sweet  relief 

There  for  my  every  want  I  find ; 
What  strength  for  warfare,  balm  for  grief, 
What  peace  of  mind ! 

5  Hushed  is  each  doubt,  gone  every  fear ; 

My  spirit  seems  in  heaven  to  stay; 
And  e'en  the  penitential  tear 
Is  wiped  away. 

6  Lord!  till  I  reach  that  blissful  shore. 

No  privilege  so  dear  shall  be 
As  thus  my  inmost  soul  to  pour 
In  prayer  to  thee. 

582  Casting  all  your  care  upon  him.         C.  P.  M. 

1  Pet.  5  :  7. 

OLORD !  how  happy  should  we  be. 
If  we  could  leave  our  cares  to  thee, 
If  we  from  self  could  rest. 
And  feel  at  heart  that  One  above, 
In  perfect  wisdom,  perfect  love. 
Is  working  for  the  best. 

2  For  when  we  kneel  and  cast  our  care 
Upon  our  God  in  humble  prayer, 

With  strengthened  souls  we  rise ; 
Sure  that  our  Father,  who  is  nigh 
To  hear  the  ravens  when  they  cry, 

Will  hear  his  children's  cries. 
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3  0 !  would  these  restless  hearts  of  ours 
The  lesson  learn  from  birds  and  flowers, 

And  learn  from  self  to  cease  ; 
Leave  all  things  to  our  Father's  will, 
And  in  his  mercy  trusting  still. 

Find  in  each  trial,  peace. 

583  Faint,  yet  pursuing.  lis. 

Judges  8:  4. 

THOUGH  fiiint,  yet  pursuing,  we  go  on  our  way  ; 
The  Lord  is  our  Leader,  his  Word  is  our  stay  ; 
Though  suifering,  and  sorrow,  and  trial,  be  near, 
The  Lord  is  our  refuge,  and  whom  can  we  fear? 

2  He  raiseth  the  fallen,  he  cheereth  the  faint; 

The  weak  and  oppressed,  he  will  hear  their  complaint; 
The  way  may  be  weary,  and  thorny  the  road, 
But  how  can  we  falter?  our  help  is  in  God. 

3  And  to  his  green  pastures  our  footsteps  he  leads; 
His  flock  in  the  desert,  how  kindly  he  feeds ! 
The  lambs  in  his  bosom  he  tenderly  bears, 

And  brings  back  the  wanderers  all  safe  from  the  snares. 

4  Though  clouds  may  surround  us,  our  God  is  our  light ; 
Though  storms  rage  around  us,  our  God  is  our  might; 
So  faint,  yet  pursuing,  still  onward  wo  come ; 

The  Lord  is  our  Leader,  and  heaven  is  our  home. 

584  For  divine  strength.  lis  &  10s. 

FATHEE,  in  thy  mysterious  presence  kneeling. 
Fain  would  our  souls  feel  all  thy  kindling  love. 
For  we  are  weak,  and  need  some  deep  revealing 
Of  trust,  and  strength,  and  calmness,  from  above. 

2  Lord,  we  have  wandered  forth  thro'  doubt  and  sorrow, 

And  thou  hast  made  each  step  an  onward  one  ; 
And  we  will  ever  trust  each  unknown  morrow — 
Thou  wilt  sustain  us  till  its  work  is  done. 

3  In  the  heart's  depths,  a  peace  serene  and  holy 

Abides,  and  when  pain  seems  to  have  her  will, 
Or  we  despair — O  may  that  peace  rise  slowly. 
Stronger  than  agony,  and  we  be  still. 

4  Now,  Father,  now,  in  thy  dear  presence  kneeling. 

Our  spirits  yearn  to  feel  thy  kindling  love  : 
Now  make  us  strong,  we  need  thy  deep  revealing 
Of  trust,  and  strength,  and  calmness,  from  above. 

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585  The  Jiouse  of  prayer.  lis. 

HOW  honored,  how  dear,  is  that  8acred  abode, 
Where  Christians  draw  near  to  their  Father  and  (jiod: 
'Mid  wordly  commotion  my  wearied  soul  faints 
For  the  house  of  devotion,  the  home  of  thy  saints. 

2  Thou  hearer  of  prayer,  O  still  grant  me  a  place 
Where  Christians  repair  to  the  courts  of  thy  grace, 
More  blest  beyond  measure  one  day  so  employed, 
Than  years  of  vain  pleasure  by  worldings  enjoyed. 

3  Me  more  would  it  please  keeping  post  at  thy  gate, 
Than  lying  at  ease  in  the  chambers  of  state  ; 

The  meanest  condition  outshines  with  thy  smiles, 
The  pomp  of  ambition,  the  world  with  its  wiles. 

4  The  Lord  is  a  Sun,  and  the  Lord  is  a  Shield  : 
What  grace  has  begun,  will  with  glory  be  sealed  ; 
He  hears  the  distressed,  he  succors  the  just. 

And  they  shall  be  bless6d  who  make  him  their  trust. 

586  Co7ne  ye  disconsolate.  lis  &  lOs. 

COME,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  you  languish, 
Come,  at  the  shrine  of  God  fervently  kneel  ; 
Here  bring  3-our  wounded  hearts,  here  tell  your  anguish  ; 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  can  nut  heal. 

2  Joy  of  the  desolate,  light  of  the  straying, 
Hope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure  I 

Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  tenderly  sajnng, 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  can  not  cure. 

3  Here  see  the  bread  of  life  ;  see  waters  flowing 
Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  pure  from  above  : 

Come  to  the  feast  of  love  ;  come,  ever-knowing, 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  but  heaven  can  remove. 

587  Hear,  Father,  hear  our  prayer.  P.  M. 

HEAR,  Father,  hear  our  prayer  ! 
Thou  who  art  pity  where  sorrow  prevaileth, 
Thou  who  art  safety  when  mortal  help  faileth, 
Strength  to  the  feeble  and  hope  to  despair, 
Hear,  Father,  hear  our  pra^^er! 

2       Hear,  Father,  liear  our  prayer! 
Wandering  alone  in  the  land  of  the  stranger, 
Be  with  all  travelers  in  sickness  or  danger. 
Guard  thou  their  path,  guide  their  feel  irom  the  snare: 
Hear,  Father,  hear  our  prayer  I 

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3  Hear  thou  the  poor  that  cry  ! 

Feed  thou  the  hungry  and  lighten  their  sorrow, 
Grant  them  the  sunshine  of  hope  for  the  morrow ; 
They  are  thy  children,  their  trust  ia  on  high  : 
Hear  thou  the  poor  that  cry  ! 

4  Dry  thou  the  mourner's  tear  ! 

Heal  thou  the  wounds  of  time-hallowed  affection ; 
Grant  to  the  widow  and  orphan  protection  ; 
Be,  in  their  trouble,  a  friend  ever  near  ; 
Dry  thou  the  mourner's  tear? 

5  Hear,  Father,  hear  our  prayer! 

Long  hath  thy  goodness  our   footsteps  attended; 
Be  with  the  pilgrim  whose  journey  is  ended: 
When  at  thy  summons  for  death  we  prepare, 
Hear,  Father,  hear  our  prayer ! 

588  Prayer  of  the  contrite.  lis  &  5. 

FROM  the  recesses  of  a  lowly  spirit, 
Our  humble  prayer  ascends;  O  Father!  hear  it, 
Upsoaring  on  the  wings  of  awe  and  meekness; 
Forgive  its  weakness  ! 

2  "We  see  thy  hand  :  it  leads  us,  it  supports  us ; 
We  hear  thy  voice  :  it  counsels  and  it  courts  us: 
And  then  we  turn  away;  and  still  thy  kindness 

Forgives  our  blindness. 

3  O,  how  long-suffering.  Lord !  but  thou  delightest 
To  win  with  love  the  wandering;  thou  invitest. 
By  smiles  of  mercy,  not  by  frowns  or  terrors, 

Man  from  his  errors. 

4  Father  and  Saviour!  plant  within  each  bosom 
The  seeds  of  holiness,  and  bid  them  blossom 
In  fragrance  and  in  beauty  bright  and  vernal, 

And  spring  eternal. 

589  Strengthened  with  might,  etc.         lis  &  10s. 

Eph  3 :  16. 

FATHER,  to  us  thy  children,  humbly  kneeling. 
Conscious  of  weakness,  ignorance,  sin  and  shame, 
Give  such  a  force  of  holy  thought  and  feeling, 
That  we  may  live  to  glorify  thy  name; 

2  That  we  may  conquer  base  desire  and  passion, 

That  we  maj'  rise  from  selfish  thought  and  will, 
O'ercome  the  world's  allurement,  threat  and  fashion, 
Walk  humbly,  gently,  leaning  on  thee  still. 

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3  Let  all  thy  loving  kindness  which  attends  us, 
Let  all  thy  mercy  on  our  souls  be  sealed; 
Lord,  if  thou  wilt,  thy  saving  power  can  cleanse  us; 
O,  speak  the  word  !  thy  servants  shall  be  healed. 

590  Lead  thou  me  on.  P.  M. 

SHED  kindly  light  amid  the  encircling  gloom, 
And  lead  me  on  ! 
The  night  is  dark,  and  I  am  far  from  home, 

Lead  thou  me  on  ! 
Keep  thou  my  feet :  I  do  not  ask  to  see 
The  distant  scene  i  one  step  enough  for  me. 

2  I  was  not  ever  thus,  nor  praj^ed  that  thou 

Shouldst  lead  me  on  ! 
I  loved  to  choose  and  see  my  path ;  but  now, 

Lead  thou  me  on  ! 
I  loved  day's  dazzling  light,  and  spite  of  fears 
Pride  ruled  ray.  will :  remember  not  past  years  ! 

3  So  long  thj^  power  hath  blessed  me,  surely  still 

'T  will  lead  me  on  ! 
Through  dreary  doubt,  through  pain  and  sorrow,  till 

The  night  is  gone  ! 
And  with  the  morn  those  angel  faces  smile 
Which  I  have  loved  long  since  and  lost  awhile. 

ITS  GROWTH  AND  FUTURE  TRIUMPHS. 

591  Put  on  thy  strength,  0  Zion.  L.  M. 

Isaiah  52  :  1. 

TRIUMPHANT  Zion !  lift  thy  head 
From  dust,  and  darkness,  and  the  dead ! 
Though  humbled  long — awake  at  length. 
And  gird  thee  with  thy  Saviour's  strength. 

2  Put  all  thy  beauteous  garments  on, 
And  let  thy  excellence  be  known; 
Decked  in  the  robes  of  righteousness, 
The  world  thy  glories  shall  confess. 

3  No  more  shall  foes  unclean  invade, 
And  fill  thy  hallowed  walls  with  dread : 
No  more  shall  hell's  insulting  host 
Their  victory  and  thy  sorrows  boast. 

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God,  from  on  high,  has  heard  thy  prayer; 
His  hand  thy  ruins  shall  repair; 
Nor  will  thy  watchful  Monarch  cease 
To  guard  thee  in  eternal  peace. 


592  -All  nations  shall  serve  him.  L.  M. 

Psalm  72:  11. 

ETERNAL  Lord !  from  land  to  land 
Shall  echo  thine  all-glorious  name, 
Till  kingdoms  bow  at  thy  command, 
And  every  lip  thy  praise  proclaim. 

2  Exalted  high,  on  every  shore, 

The  banner  of  the  cross  unfurled, 
Shall  summon  thousands  to  adore 
The  Saviour  of  a  ransomed  world. 

3  Thousands  shall  join  thy  pilgrim  band, 

And,  by  that  sacred  standard  led, 
Press  forward  to  Immanuel's  land, 
Nor  fear  the  thorny  path  to  tread. 

4  Triumphant  over  every  foe. 

Their  ransomed  hosts  shall  move  along 
To  that  blest  world,  where  sin  and  woe 
Shall  never  mingle  with  their  song. 

593  -fwf  on  thy  beautiful  garments.  L.  M. 

Isaiah  53 :  1 . 

ZION,  awake !  thy  strength  renew ; 
Put  on  thy  robes  of  beauteous  hue ; 
Church  of  our  God,  arise  and  shine, 
Bright  with  the  beams  of  truth  divine. 

2  Soon  shall  thy  radiance  stream  afar. 
Wide  as  the  heathen  nations  are ; 
Gentiles  and  kings  thy  light  shall  view; 
All  shall  admire  and  love  thee  too. 
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594  ZiorCs  prospects.  CM. 

LET  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice; 
Behold  the  promised  hour; 
Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice, 
And  comes  t'  exalt  his  power. 

2  Her  dust  and  ruins,  that  remain, 

Are  precious  in  his  eyes; 
Those  ruins  shall  be  built  again. 
And  all  that  dust  shall  rise. 

3  The  Lord  will  raise  Jerusalem, 

And  stand  in  glory  there ; 
All  nations  bow  before  his  name. 
And  kings  attend  with  fear. 

4  He  frees  the  soul  condemned  to  death ; 

Nor,  when  his  saints  complain, 
Shall  it  be  said  that  praying  breath 
Was  ever  spent  in  vain. 

5  This  shall  be  known  when  we  are  dead, 

And  left  on  long  record, 
That  ages  yet  unborn  may  read 
And  praise  and  trust  the  Lord. 

595  Isaiah  62.  C.  M. 

FOR  Zion's  sake  I  will  not  rest, 
I  will  not  hold  my  peace 
Until  Jerusalem  be  blest, 
And  Judah  dwell  at  ease ; 

2  Until  her  righteousness  return. 

As  daybreak  after  night — 
The  lamp  of  her  salvation  burn 
With  everlasting  light. 

3  The  Gentiles  shall  her  glory  see, 

And  kings  declare  her  fame; 
Appointed  unto  her  shall  be 
A  new  and  holy  name. 
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ITS  GROWTH  AND  FUTURE  TRIUMPHS. 

4  The  watchmen  on  her  walls  appear, 

And  day  and  night  proclaim, 
"Zion's  Deliverer  is  near; 
Make  mention  of  his  name." 

5  Go  through,  go  through,  prepare  the  way. 

The  gates  wide  open  fling  ; 
With  loudest  voice  let  heralds  say, 
"  Behold  thy  coming  King." 

596  Chrisfs  Church.  C.  M. 

Canticles  6  :  10. 

lAY,  who  is  she  that  looks  abroad 
Like  the  sweet,  blushing  dawn, 
When  with  her  living  light  she  paints 
The  dew-drops  of  the  lawn  ? 

2  Fair  as  the  moon  when  in  the  skies 

Serene  her  throne  she  guides, 
And  o'er  the  twinkling  stars  supreme 
In  full  orbed  glory  rides; 

3  Clear  as  the  sun,  when  from  the  east. 

Without  a  cloud  he  springs. 
And  scatters  boundless  light  and  heat. 
From  his  resplendent  wings. 

4  Tremendous  as  a  host  that  moves 

Majestically  slow. 
With  banners  wide  displayed,  all  armed, 
And  fearless  of  the  foe ! 

5  This  is  the  church  by  heaven  arrayed 

With  strength  and  grace  divine ; 
Thus  shall  she  strike  her  foes  with  dread. 
And  thus  her  glories  shine. 

597  -All  nations  shall  flow  unfo  it.  C.  M. 

Isaiah  2 :  2. 

BEHOLD  the  mountain  of  the  Lord 
In  latter  days  shall  rise. 
On  mountain  tops  above  the  hills. 
And  draw  the  wondering  eyes. 
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THE  CnURCH: 

2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  and  tongues  shall  flow ; 
Up  to  the  hill  of  God,  they  '11  say, 
And  to  his  house  we  '11  go ! 

3  The  beam  that  shines  from  Zion  hill 

Shall  lighten  every  land! 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Salem's  towers, 
Shall  all  the  world  command. 

4  No  strife  shall  vex  Messiah's  reign. 

Or  mar  the  peaceful  years. 
To  plowshares  men  shall  beat  their  swords, 
To  pruning-hooks  their  spears. 

5  No  longer  hosts  encountering  hosts, 

Their  millions  slain  deplore  ; 
They  hang  the  trumpet  in  the  hall. 
And  study  war  no  more. 

6  Come,  then — 0  come  from  every  land, 

To  worship  at  his  shrine ; 
And,  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 
With  holy  beauties  shine. 

598  Welook for  thine  appearing.  P.M. 

COME,  0  thou  mighty  Saviour, 
We  look  for  thine  appearing ; 
Descend,  we  pray. 
Thy  love  display. 
Our  waiting  spirits  cheering. 

2  Come,  clothed  with  glorious  power ; 

Let  all  thy  saints  adore  thee, 
And  let  thy  word. 
The  Spirit's  sword. 
Subdue  thy  foes  before  thee. 

3  May  every  heart  with  gladness, 

Thine  offered  grace  receiving, 
Now  cease  from  sin, 
And  pure  within. 
Have  peace,  in  thee  believing. 
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ITS  GROWTH  Al^B  FUTURE  TRIUMPHS. 

4  Then,  when  thou  coniest  to  judgment, 
On  flying  clouds  descending, 
May  we  rejoice 
When,  at  thy  voice. 
The  solid  earth  is  rending. 

599  -?)  the  Lord,  ivilt  hasten  it  in  his  time.  7s. 

Isaiah  60  :  22. 

HASTEN,  Lord!  the  glorious  time, 
When,  beneath  Messiah's  sway, 
Every  nation,  every  clime. 
Shall  the  gospel  call  obey. 

2  Mightiest  kings  his  power  shall  own, 

Heathen  tribes  his  name  adore  j 
Satan  and  his  host,  o'erthrown. 

Bound  in  chains  shall  hurt  no  more. 

3  Then  shall  wars  and  tumults  cease. 

Then  be  banished  grief  and  pain ; 
Righteousness,  and  joy,  and  peace. 
Undisturbed  shall  ever  reign. 

4  Bless  we,  then,  our  gracious  Lord! 

Ever  praise  his  glorious  name ; 
All  his  mighty  acts  record, 

All  his  wondrous  love  proclaim. 

600  ^ev.  19:6.  7s,  double. 

HARK  !  the  song  of  Jubilee, 
Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar. 
Or  the  fullness  of  the  sea. 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore ! 
Hallelujah !  for  the  Lord 

God  omnipotent,  shall  reign ! 
Hallelujah !  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 
2  Hallelujah!  hark,  the  sound, 

From  the  depths  unto  the  skies, 
Wakes  above,  beneath,  around, 
All  creation's  harmonics ! 
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THE  CHURCH: 

See  Jehovah's  banner  furled, 

Sheathed  his  sword;  he  speaks — 'tis  done! 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son ! 

3  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole, 

With  illimitable  sway; 
He  shall  reign,  when  like  a  scroll 

Yonder  heavens  have  passed  away. 
Then  the  end:  beneath  his  rod 

Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall : 
Hallelujah !  Christ  in  God, 

God  in  Christ,  is  all  in  all ! 

601       Future  peace  and  glory  of  the  church.      8s  &  7s. 

HEAR  what  God,  the  Lord,  hath  spoken: 
0  my  people,  faint  and  few. 
Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, 
Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you ; 
Scenes  of  heartfelt  tribulation 

Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways ; 

You  shall  name  your  walls  salvation, 

And  your  gates  shall  all  be  praise. 

2  There,  like  streams  that  feed  the  garden, 

Pleasures  without  end  shall  flow; 
For  the  Lord,  your  faith  rewarding, 

All  his  bounty  shall  bestow; 
Still  in  undisturbed  possession 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign; 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression. 

Hear  the  voice  of  war  again. 

3  You,  no  more  your  suns  descending. 

Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see ; 
But,  your  griefs  for  ever  ending, 
Find  eternal  noon  in  me ; 
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ITS  GROWTH  AND  FUTURE  TRIUMPHS. 

God  shall  rise,  and  shining  o'er  you, 
Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night; 

He,  the  Lord,  shall  be  your  glory, 
God  your  everlasting  light. 

602  The  day-spring.  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

Luke  1  :  78. 

CHRISTIAN!  see!  the  orient  morning 
Breaks  along  the  heathen  sky ; 
Lo !  the  expected  day  is  dawning — 
Glorious  day-spring  from  on  high ; 

Hallelujah  !— 
Hail  the  day-spring  from  on  high ! 

2  Heathens  at  the  sight  are  singing ; 

Morning  wakes  the  tuneful  lays ; 
Precious  offerings  they  are  bringing — 
First-fruits  of  more  perfect  praise; 

Hallelujah!— 
Hail  the  day-spring  from  on  high ! 

3  Zion's  Sun — salvation  beaming — 

Gilding  now  the  radiant  hills — 
Rise  and  shine,  till  brighter  gleaming. 
All  the  world  thy  glory  fills ; 

Hallelujah ! — 
Hail  the  day-spring  from  on  high ! 

4  Lord  of  every  tribe  and  nation ! 

Spread  thy  truth  from  pole  to  pole ; 
Spread  the  light  of  thy  salvation 
Till  it  shine  on  every  soul ; 

Hallelujah ! — 
Hail  the  day-spring  from  on  high  1 

603  Encouraging -prospects.  8s,  7s&4s. 

YES,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking; 
Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand; 
God,  the  mighty  God,  is  speaking, 
By  his  woid,  in  every  laud : 
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THE  CHUECH: 

When  he  chooses, 
Darkness  flies  at  his  command. 

2  While  the  foe  becomes  more  daring, 

While  he  enters  like  a  flood, 
God,  the  Saviour,  is  preparing 

Means  to  spread  his  truth  abroad : 

Every  language 
Soon  shall  tell  the  love  of  God. 

3  0,  't  is  pleasant,  't  is  reviving 

To  our  hearts,  to  hear,  each  day. 
Joyful  news,  from  far  arriving, 
How  the  gospel  wins  its  way ; 

Those  enlightening 
Who  in  death  and  darkness  lay. 

4  God  of  Jacob,  high  and  glorious. 

Let  thy  people  see  thy  hand ; 
Let  the  gospel  be  victorious. 

Through  the  world,  in  every  land; 

Then  shall  idols 
Perish,  Lord,  at  thy  command. 


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()04        Sow  beautiful  on  the  mountains.      8  s,  7s  &  4s. 

Isaiah  52 :  7. 

|N  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
Lo !  the  sacred  herald  stands. 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  is  bearing — 
.   Zion  long  in  hostile  lands : 
Mourning  captive, 
God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 

Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful  ? 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved  ? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful,  / 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved? 

Cease  thy  mourning; 
Zion  still  is  well-beloved. 
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ITS  GROWTH  AND  FUTURE  TRIUMPHS. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee  : 

He  himself  appears  thy  Friend ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee ; 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end: 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  King  will  surely  send. 

4  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee ; 

All  thy  warfare  now  be  past ; 
God  thy  Saviour  will  defend  thee ; 
Victory  is  thine  at  last ; 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest. 

605  Awake,  awake,  0  Zion.  lis. 

Isaiah  53  :  1. 

DAUGHTER  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sadness ; 
Awake,  for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee  no  more : 
Bright  o'er  the  hills  dawns  the  Way-star  of  gladness, 
Arise,  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 

2  Strong  were  thy  foes,  but  the  arm  that  subdued  them, 

And  scattered  their  legions,  was  mightier  far; 
They  fled,  like  the  chaff,  from  the  scourge  that  pursued 
them, 
Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots  of  wai*. 

3  Daughter  of  Zion,  the  power  that  hath  saved  thee, 

Extolled  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel  should  be; 
Shout!  for  the  foe  is  destroyed  that  enslaved  thee, 
Th'  oppressor  is  vanquished,  and  Zion  is  free. 

606  ^n  thy  majesty,  etc.  12s,  lis  &  8s. 

Psalm  45  :  4. 

THE  Prince  of  Salvation  in  triumph  is  riding, 
And  glory  attends  him  along  his  bright  way; 
The  news  of  his  grace  on  the  breezes  is  gliding, 
And  nations  are  owning  his  sway. 

2  And  now  thro'  the  darkness  of  earth's  gloomy  regions, 

The  wheels  of  his  chariot  are  rolling  sublime; 
His  banners  unfolding  his  own  true  religion, 
Dispelling  the  errors  of  time.  ' 

3  Behold  a  bright  angel  from  heaven  descending, 

High  lifting  his  trumpet,  hosaunas  to  raise: 
"Hail,  Son  of  the  Highest!  let  every  knee  bending. 
Adore  thee  with  oflerings  of  praise. 
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THE  CHURCH; 

4  "  Thy  sword  and  thy  buckler  shall  save  and  deliver 

The  poor  and  the  needy,  from  foes  that  assail  ; 
Thy  bow  and  thy  quiver  shall  vanquish  for  ever 
The  prince  and  the  legions  of  hell. 

5  "Ride  on  in  thy  greatness,  thou  conquering  Saviour  ; 

Let  thousands  of  thousands  submit  to  thy  reign, 
Acknowledge  thy  goodness,  entreat  for  thy  favor, 
And  follow  thy  glorious  train. 

6  "Ride  on,  till  the  compass  of  thy  great  dominion, 

The  globe  shall  encircle  from  pole  unto  pole  ; 
And  mankind,  cemented  with  friendship  and  union, 
Obey  thee  with  heart  and  with  soul. 

7  "Then  loud  shall  ascend  from  each  sanctified  nation 

The  voice  of  thanksgiving,  the  chorus  of  praise  j 
And  heaven  shall  echo  the  song  of  salvation, 
In  ricli  and  melodious  lays." 

()07  Shout,  inhabitant  of  Zion.  lis. 

Isaiah  12 :  6. 

ZION,  the  marvelous  story  be  telling, 
The  Son  of  the  Highest,  how  lowly  his  birth  I 
The  brightest  of  angels  in  glory  excelling. 
He  stoops  to  redeem  thee — he  reigns  upon  earth, 
Shout  the  glad  tidings  !  exultingly  sing, 
Jerusalem  triumphs  1  Messiah  is  King ! 

2  Tell  how  he  cometh  from  nation  to  nation, 

The  heart-cheering  news  let  the  earth  echo  round, 
How  free  to  the  sinner  he  offers  salvation  ! 

How  his  people  with  joy  everlasting  are  crowned  1 
Shout  the  glad  tidings  I  exultingly  sing, 
Jerusalem  triumphs  !  Messiah  is  King  ! 

3  Mortals,  your  homage  be  gratefully  bringing, 

And  sweet  let  the  gladsome  hosanna  arise  ; 
You  angels,  the  full  hallelujah  be  singing — 

One  chorus  resound  thro'  the  earth  and  the  skies  I 
Shout  the  glad  tidings  !  exultingly  sing, 
Jerusalem  triumphs  I  Messiah  is  King  1 


G08  Sail  to  the  brightness.  lis  &  lOs. 

"AIL,  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning  1 
Joy  to  the  lands  that  in  darkness  have  lain  ; 
Hushed  be  the  accents  of  sorrow  and  mourning, 
Zion  in  triumph  begins  her  mild  reign. 

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ITS  GROWTH  AND  FUTURE  TRIUMPHS. 

2  Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning, 

Long  by  the  prophets  of  Israel  foretold; 
Hail  to  the  millions  from  bondage  returning, 
Gentiles  and  Jews  the  blest  vision  beliold. 

3  Lo  I  in  the  desert  rich  flowers  are  springing, 

Streams  ever  copious  are  gliding  along; 
Loud  from  the  mountain-tops  echoes  are  ringing, 
Wastes  rise  in  verdure  and  mingle  in  song. 

4  See,  from  all  lands — from  the  isles  of  the  ocean. 

Praise  to  Jehovah  ascending  on  high  ; 
Fallen  are  the  engines  of  war  and  commotion. 
Shouts  of  salvation  are  rending  the  sky. 

609  Gird  on  thy  sword,  0  most  mighty!  H.  M 

Psalm  45 :  3. 

GIRD  on  thy  conquering  sword, 
Ascend  thy  shining  car, 
And  march,  almighty  Lord ! 

To  wage  thy  holy  war. 
Before  his  wheels,  in  glad  surprise, 
Ye  valleys,  rise,  and  sink,  ye  hills. 

2  Fair  truth  and  smiling  love, 

And  injured  righteousness, 
Under  thy  banners  move,    • 

And  seek  from  thee  redress; 
Thou  in  thy  cause  shall  prosperous  ride, 
And  far  and  wide  dispense  thy  laws. 

3  Before  thine  awful  face 

Millions  of  foes  shall  fall, 
The  captives  of  thy  grace — 

The  grace  that  captures  all. 
The  world  shall  know,  great  King  of  kings, 
What  wondrous  things  thine  arm  can  do. 

4  Here  to  my  willing  soul 

Bend  thy  triumphant  way; 
Here  every  foe  control. 

And  all  thy  power  display ; 
My  heart,  thy  throne,  blest  Jesus !  see, 
Bows  low  to  thee,  to  thee  alone. 
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610  Joyful  tidings.  P.  M. 

OLET  the  joj^ful  tidings  fill  tlie  wide  creation, 
Heii's  of  redeeming  mercy  spread  the  news  around; 
Jesus,  Immanuel,  shall  rule  o'er  every  nation, 

Far  as  the  guilty  race  of  man  is  found. 
Now  while  the  night  of  ages  fills  the  world  with  sadness, 
Now  while  the  prince  of  darkness  rages  in  his  madnessj 
O,  Sun  of  Kighteousness,  thy  cheering  beams  display. 
Dawn  on  the  earth,  and  bring  the  glorious  day  ! 

2  O  Father,  let  thy  blessing  with  thy  saints  abounding, 
Fill  every  breast  with  zeal,  the  gospel  to  proclaim  ; 

O  sing  Jerusalem,  thy  gates  with  joy  surrounding, 

"While  distant  isles  rejoice  in  Jesus'  name. 
Watchmen  .of  Zion,  sound  aloud  the  note  of  warning, 
Till  earth's  benighted  nations  hail  the  glorious  morning; 
O,  Sun  of  Righteousness,  thy  cheering  beams  display. 
Dawn  on  the  earth,  and  bring  the  glorious  day  I 

3  Deep  is  the  desolation  of  the  race  benighted      [fear 
Fast  bound  in  ignorance,  o'erwhelmed  with  guilt  and 

Folly  and  superstition  every  hope  have  blighted, 

Save  where  the  rays  of  truth  divine  appear. 
Haste,  haste,  ye  messengers,  reveal  the  wondrous  story, 
Tell  of  the  cross,  and  of  the  coming  tide  of  glory : 
Then,  San  of  Righteousness,  thy  cheering  beams  display, 
Dawn  on  the  earth,  and  bring  the  glorious  day. 

PUBLIC  WORSHIP— THE  LORD'S  DAY. 

611  It  is  a  good  thing  to  give  tlianks,  efc.  L.  M. 

Psalm  92:  1. 

SWEET  is  the  work,  my  God!  my  King! 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  sing; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 

No  mortal  care  shall  seize  my  breast; 
O !  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word ; 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine ! 
How  deep  thy  counsels !  how  divine. 

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THE  LORD'S  DAY. 

Lord!  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below : 
And  every  power  find  sweet  employ. 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy; 

[2  -^s  it  began  to  dawn.  L.  M 

Matt  28:  1. 

MY  opening  eyes  with  rapture  see 
The  dawn  of  thy  returning  day ; 
My  thoughts,  0  God,  ascend  to  thee, 
While  thus  my  early  vows  I  pay. 

2  I  yield  my  heart  to  thee  alone. 

Nor  would  receive  another  guest : 
Eternal  King,  erect  thy  throne. 

And  reign  sole  monarch  in  my  breast. 

3  0,  bid  this  trifling  world  retire. 

And  drive  each  carnal  thought  away; 
Nor  let  me  feel  one  vain  desire. 

One  sinful  thought  through  all  the  day. 

4  Then,  to  thy  courts  when  I  repair, 

My  soul  shall  rise  on  joyful  wing. 
The  wonders  of  thy  love  declare. 

And  join  the  strains  which  angels  sing. 

[3  fhe  Lord's  day.  L.  M. 

0  SACRED  day  of  peace  and  joy. 
Thy  hours  are  ever  dear  to  me ; 
Ne'er  may  a  sinful  thought  destroy 
The  holy  calm  I  find  in  thee. 

2  Dear  are  thy  peaceful  hours  to  me. 

For  God  has  given  them  in  his  love, 
To  tell  how  calm,  how  blest  shall  be 
The  endless  day  of  heaven  above. 
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(314:  Christ  is  risen.  L.  M. 

HAIL !  morning  known  among  the  blest ! 
Morning  of  hope,  and  joy,  and  love, 
Of  heavenly  peace  and  holy  rest ; 
Pledge  of  the  endless  rest  above. 

2  Blessed  be  the  Father  of  our  Lord, 

Who  from  the  dead  has  brought  his  Son ! 
Hope  to  the  lost  was  then  restored, 
And  everlasting  glory  won. 

3  Scarce  morning  twilight  had  begun 

To  chase  the  shades  of  night  aw^ay, 
When  Christ  arose — unsetting  Sun — 
The  dawn  of  joy's  eternal  day ! 

4  Mercy  looked  down  with  smiling  eye 

When  our  Immanuel  left  the  dead ; 
Faith  marked  his  bright  ascent  on  high. 
And  Hope  with  gladness  raised  her  head. 

5  God's  goodness  let  us  bear  in  mind, 

Who  to  his  saints  this  day  has  given, 
For  rest  and  serious  joy  designed, 
To  fit  us  for  the  bliss  of  heaven. 

(51  i)  .Lord's-day  evening.  L.  M. 

SWEET  is  the  fading  light  of  eve  ; 
And  soft  the  sunbeams  lingering  there ; 
For  these  blest  hours  the  w"orld  I  leave, 
Wafted  on  wings  of  praise  and  prayer. 

2  The  time,  how  lovely  and  how  still ! 

Peace  shines  and  smiles  on  all  below : 
The  plain,  the  stream,  the  wood,  the  hill, 
All  fair  with  evening's  setting  glow. 

3  Season  of  rest! the  tranquil  soul 

Feels  the  sweet  calm,  and  melts  to  love. 
And  while  these  sacred  moments  roll. 
Faith  sees  a  smiling  heaven  above. 

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4  Nor  will  our  days  of  toil  be  long; 

Our  pilgrimage  will  soon  be  trod, 
And  we  sball  join  the  ceasless  song. 
The  endless  sabbath  of  our  God. 

616  Betum  unto  thy  rest,  0  my  soul.  L.  M. 

Psalm  116:  7. 

ANOTHER  six  days'  work  is  done ; 
Another  day  of  rest  begun, 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  the  rest. 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  hath  blest. 

2  0  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise. 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies ; 

And  draw  from  heaven   that  sweet  repose 
Which  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows. 

3  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest, 
Which  for  the  Church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

()17    There  remaineth  a  rest  to  the  people  of  God.    L.  M. 

Heb.  4 :  9. 

THINE  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love ; 
But  there 's  a  nobler  rest  above  ; 
To  that  our  laboring  souls  aspire, 
With  ardent  pangs  of  strong  desire. 

2  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 

Nor  sin  nor  death  shall  reach  the  place; 
No  groans  to  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes. 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun. 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

4  0  long-expected  day,  begin, 

Dawn  on  these  realms  of  woe  and  sin; 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road. 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 
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618  This  is  the  day  which  the  Lord  hath  made.     C.  M. 

Psalm  118:  24. 

COME,  let  us  join  with  one  accord 
In  hymns  around  the  throne; 
This  is  the  day  our  risen  Lord 
Hath  made  and  called  his  own. 

2  This  is  the  day  which  God  has  blessed, 

The  brightest  of  the  seven. 
Type  of  the  everlasting  rest 
The  saints  enjoy  in  heaven. 

3  Then  let  us  in  his  name  sing  on, 

And  hasten  on  that  day, 
When  our  Redeemer  shall  come  down. 
And  shadows  pass  away. 

4  Not  one,  but  all  our  days  below, 

Our  hearts  his  praise  employ; 
And  in  our  Lord  rejoicing  go 
To  his  eternal  joy. 

619  We  will  rejoice  and  he  glad  in  it.  C.  M. 

Psalm  118  :  24. 

THIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made. 
He  calls  the  hours  his  own ; 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad. 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rose  and  left  the  dead, 

And  Satan's  empire  fell ; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumphs  spread. 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosanna  to  th'  annointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son; 
Help  us,  0  Lord — descend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Blessed  be  the  Lord  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace ; 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Father's  name 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 
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5  Hosaana  in  the  highest  strains 
The  church  on  earth  can  raise; 
The  highest  heavens  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 

620  I  v^ill  praise  thee  with  my  whole  heart.  C.  M. 

Psalm  9:  1. 

FATHER!  though  the  anxious  fear 
May  cloud  to-morrow's  way, 
No  fear  nor  doubt  shall  enter  here;    ' 
All  shall  be  thine  to-day. 

2  We  will  not  bring  divided  hearts 

To  worship  at  thy  shrine ; 
But  each  unworthy  thought  departs, 
And  leaves  this  temple  thine. 

3  Sleep,  sleep  to-day,  tormenting  cares. 

Of  earth  and  folly  born ; 
Ye  shall  not  dim  the  light  that  streams 
From  this  celestial  morn. 

621  Lev.  23 :  11,  <fc  1  Cor.  15  :  20.  C.  M. 

rpmS  is  the  day  the  first  ripe  sheaf 
i   Before  the  Lord  was  waved, 
And  Christ,  first-fruits  of  them  that  slept. 
Was  from  the  dead  received. 

2  He  rose  for  them  for  whom  he  died, 

That,  like  to  him,  they  may 
Rise  when  he  comes,  in  glory  great, 
That  ne'er  shall  fade  away. 

3  This  is  the  day  the  Spirit  came 

With  us  on  earth  to  stay — 

A  Comforter,  to  fill  our  hearts 

With  joys  that  ne'er  decay. 

4  His  comforts  are  the  earnest  sure 

Of  tljat  same  heavenly  rest 
Which  Jesus  entered  on,  when  he 
Was  made  for  ever  blest. 
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5  This  day  the  Christian  Church  began, 
Formed  by  his  wondrous  grace; 
This  day  the  saints  in  concord  meet, 
To  join  in  prayer  and  praise. 

622  -Se  hath  abolished  death.  C.  M. 

2  Tim.  1 :  10. 

THE  Saviour  risen  to-day  we  praise, 
In  concert  with  the  blest ; 
For  now  we  see  his  work  complete, 
And  enter  into  rest. 

2  On  this  first  day  a  brighter  scene 

Of  glory  was  displayed 
By  the  Creating  Word,  than  when 
The  universe  was  made. 

3  He  rises  who  mankind  has  bought 

With  grief  and  pain  extreme : 
'Twas  great  to  speak  the  world  from  nought, 
'T  was  greater  to  redeem. 

4  How  vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal ! 

Nought  can  forbid  his  rise : 
'Tis  he  who  shuts  the  gates  of  hell, 
And  opens  Paradise. 

623  The  type  of  endless  rest.  C.  M. 
'HEN  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose. 

And  sighs  her  God  to  seek. 
How  sweet  to  hail  the  evening's  close, 
.    That  ends  the  weary  week ! 

How  sweet  to  hail  the  early  dawn 

That  opens  on  the  sight, 
When  first  that  soul-reviving  morn 

Sheds  forth  new  rays  of  light ! 

Sweet  day!  thine  hours  too  soon  will  cease; 

Yet  while  they  gently  roll. 
Breathe,  gracious  Lord,  thou  source  of  peace, 

A  Sabbath  o'er  my  soul ! 
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THE  LORD'S  DAY. 

4  When  will  my  pilgrimage  be  done, 
The  world's  long  week  be  o'er : 
That  Sabbath  dawn,  which  needs  no  sun. 
That  day,  which  fades  no  more ! 

621  This  is  the  Lord's  doing.  S.  M. 

Psalm  118 :  23. 

THIS  is  the  glorious  day, 
That  our  Redeemer  made ; 
Let  us  rejoice,  and  sing,  and  pray, 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 

2  The  work,  0  Lord,  is  thine, 

And  wondrous  in  our  eyes ; 
This  day  declares  it  all  divine, 
This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 

3  Hosanna  to  the  King, 

Of  David's  royal  blood ; 
Bless  him,  you  saints,  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

4  We  bless  thy  Holy  Word, 

Which  all  this  grace  displays, 
And  offer  on  thine  altar.  Lord, 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 

625  The  righteous  doth  sing  and  rgoice.  S.  M. 

Prov.  29:  6. 

SWEET  is  the  task,  0  Lord, 
Thy  glorious  acts  to  sing, 
To  praise  thy  name,  and  hear  thy  word, 
And  grateful  offerings  bring. 

2  Sweet,  at  the  dawning  hour, 

Thy  boundless  love  to  tell ; 
And  when  the  night-wind  shuts  the  flower, 
Still  on  the  theme  to  dwell. 

3  Sweet,  on  this  day  of  rest. 

To  join  in  heart  and  voice 
With  those  who  love  and  serve  thee  best. 
And  in  thy  name  rejoice. 
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4  To  songs  of  praise  and  joy, 
May  all  our  days  be  given, 
That  such  may  be  our  best  employ 
Eternally  in  heaven. 

626  Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest.  S.  M. 

WELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 
That  saw  the  Lord  arise  ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day : 
Here  may  we  sit  and  see  him  here. 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day,  amid  the  place 

Where  Christ  my  Lord,  hath  been, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Within  the  tents  of  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this. 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss 

627  I  was  glad.  S.  P.  M. 

Psalm   122:1. 

HOW  pleased  and  blessed  was  I, 
To  hear  the  people  cry — 
"  Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day !" 
Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal. 
We  haste  to  Zion's  hill, 

And  there  our  vows  and  honors  pay. 
2  Zion !  thrice  happy  place. 
Adorned  with    wondrous  grace 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round ; 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear, 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 
The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 
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THE  LORD'S  DAY. 

May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait, 

To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest: 
The  man  who  seeks  thy  peace, 
And  wishes  thine  increase — 

A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest ! 


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628         Hail  the  day  that  saw  him  rise.         7s,  double. 

AIL  the  day  that  saw  him  rise, 
Ravished  from  his  people's  eyes ; 
Christ,  awhile  to  mortals  given. 
Re-ascends  his  native  heaven. 
There  the  glorious  triumph  waits — 
"  Lift  your  heads,  you  heavenly  gates ; 
Wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene, 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in." 

He,  whom  highest  heaven  receives, 
Ever  loves  the  friends  he  leaves ; 
Though  returning  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  his  saints  his  own ; 
Still  for  us  he  intercedes. 
Prevalent  his  death  he  pleads; 
Near  himself  prepares  a  place. 
Harbinger  of  human  race. 

Taken  from  our  eyes  to-day. 
Master,  hear  us  when  we  pray; 
See  thy  needy  servants,  see, 
Ever  gazing  up  to  thee : 
Grant,  though  parted  from  our  sight, 
Far  above  yon  azure  hight. 
Grant  our  hearts  may  thither  rise, 
Follow  thee  beyond  the  skies. 

Ever  upward  let  us  move. 
Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love; 
Looking  when  the  Lord  shall  come. 
Longing,  reaching  after  home ; 
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There  for  ever  to  remain, 
Partners  of  thy  endless  reign ; 
There  thy  face  unclouded  see, 
Find  our  heaven  of  heavens  in  thee. 

629  Springs  in  the  desert.  7s,  6  lines 

Isaiah  49  :  10. 

SAFELY  through  another  week 
God  has  brought  us  on  our  way; 
Let  us  each  a  blessing  seek. 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day: 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace 

Through  the  blest  Redeemer's  name, 
Show  thy  reconciling  face. 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame : ' 
From  our  wordly  care  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 

3  Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise, 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near ; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes. 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear; 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  rest. 

4  May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Conquer  sinners — comfort  saints: 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound. 

Bring  relief  to  all  complaints: 
Thus  let  all  our  worship  prove. 
Till  we  join  thy  courts  above. 

5  Glory  be  to  God  on  high — 

God,  whose  glory  fills  the  sky; 
Glory  to  the  Lamb  be  given — 

Glory  in  the  highest  heaven : 
Wisdom,  riches,  praise,  and  power, 
Be  to  God  for  evermore. 
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630  The  resurrection  celebrated.  H.  M. 

AWAKE,  ye  saints,  awake, 
And  hail  the  sacred  day; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  praise 

Your  joyful  homage  pay; 
Come  bless  the  day  that  God  hath  blest. 
The  type  of  heaven's  eternal  rest. 

2  On  this  auspicious  morn 

The  Lord  of  life  arose, 
And  burst  the  bars  of  death, 

And  vanquished  all  our  foes; 
And  now  he  pleads  our  cause  above. 
And  reaps  the  fruit  of  all  his  love. 

3  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord ! 

Heaven  with  hosannas  rings ; 
All  earth,  in  humbler  strains. 

Thy  praise  responsive  sings; 
Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain. 
Through  endless  years  to  live  and  reign. 

631  -^  day  in  thy  courts,  etc.  H.  M. 

Psalm  84:  10. 

TO  spend  one  sacred  day 
Where  God  and  saints  abide, 
Aflfords  diviner  joy 

Than  thousand  days  beside : 
Where  God  resorts, 
I  love  it  more 
To  keep  the  door, 
Than  shine  in  courts. 
2  God  is  our  sun  and  shield. 
Our  light  and  our  defense ; 
With  gifts  his  hands  are  filled; 
We  draw  our  blessings  thence  : 
He  will  bestow 
On  Israel's  race 
Peculiar  grace. 
And  glory  too. 
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3  The  Lord  his  people  loves; 
His  hand  no  good  withholds 
From  those  his  heart  approves — 
From  pure  and  upright  souls : 
Thrice  happy  he, 
0  God  of  hosts, 
Whose  spirit  trusts 
Alone  in  thee. 

632  Welcome,  delightful  morn.  H.  M. 

WELCOME,  delightful  morn, 
Thou  day  of  sacred  rest; 
I  hail  thy  kind  return — 

Lord,  make  these  moments  blest; 
From  the  low  train  of  mortal  toys, 
I  soar  to  reach  immortal  joys. 

2  Now  may  the  King  descend 

And  fill  his  throne  with  grace ; 
The  scepter,  Lord,  extend. 

While  saints  address  thy  face : 
Let  sinners  feel  thy  quickening  word. 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 

633  The  first  day  of  the  week.  7s  &  6s. 
DAY  of  rest  and  gladness, 

0  day  of  joy  and  light, 
0  balm  of  care  and  sadness, 


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Most  beautiful,  most  bright, 
On  thee,  the  high  and  lowly, 

Bending  before  the  throne, 
Sing  holy,  holy,  holy, 
To  God  the  holy  One. 

On  thee,  at  the  creation. 
The  light  first  had  its  birth ; 

On  thee  for  our  salvation 

Christ  rose  from  depths  of  earth ; 
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GRATITUDE  AND  PRAISE. 
On  thee  our  Lord  victorious. 


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The  Spirit  sent  from  heaven, 
And  thus  on  thee  most  glorious, 
A  triple  light  was  given. 

3  Thou  art  a  port  protected 

From  storms  that  round  us  rise  ; 
A  garden  intersected 

With  streams  of  Paradise; 
Thou  art  a  cooling  fountain 

In  life's  dry,  dreary  sand; 
From  thee,  like  Pisgah's  mountain, 

We  view  our  promised  land. 

GRATITUDE  AND  PRAISE. 

634  Loving  kindness.  L.  M. 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays. 
And  sing  the  great  Redeemer's  praise ; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me, 
His  loving  kindness,  0  how  free ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruined  in  the  fall. 

Yet  loved  me,  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate, 
His  loving  kindness,  0  how  great. 

3  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell,  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along, 

His  loving  kindness,  0  how  strong ! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud. 
Has  gathered  thick  and  thundered  loud. 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood. 
His  loving  kindness,  0  how  good ! 

5  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale. 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  iail ; 
0  may  my  last  expiring  breath 

His  loving  kindness  sing  in  death! 

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6  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day, 
And  sing  with  rapture  and  surprise, 
His  loving  kindness  in  the  skies! 

635  I  will  praise  thee  for  ever.  L.  M. 

Psalm  52:  9. 

MY  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise 
Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

2  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear. 
And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty,  done  for  thee. 

3  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  long  succession  of  thy  praise; 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  labor  of  my  tongue. 

4  But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds  ? 
Thy  greatness  all  my  thoughts  exceeds : 
Vast  and  unsearchable  thy  ways, 

Vast  and  immortal  is  thy  praise. 

636  Omnipresence.  L.  M. 

Psalm  138. 

LORD  of  all  being ;  throned  afar. 
Thy  glory  flames  from  sun  and  star ; 
Center  and  soul  of  every  sphere, 
Yet  to  each  loving  heart  how  near! 

2  Sun  of  our  life,  thy  quickening  ray 
Sheds  on  our  path  the  glow  of  day ; 
Star  of  our  hope,  thy  softened  light 
Cheers  the  long  watches  of  the  night. 

3  Our  midnight  is  thy  smile  withdrawn ; 
Our  noontide  is  thy  gracious  dawn ; 
Our  rainbow  arch  thy  mercy's  sign ; 
All,  save  the  clouds  of  sin,  are  thine ! 

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GRATITUDE  AND  PRAISE. 

4  Lord  of  all  life,  below,  above. 

Whose  light  is  truth,  whose  warmth  is  love, 
Before  thy  ever-blazing  throne 
We  ask  no  luster  of  our  own. 

5  Grant  us  thy  truth  to  make  us  free, 
And  kindling  hearts  that  burn  for  thee, 
Till  all  thy  living  altars  claim 

One  holy  light,  one  heavenly  flame! 

637  -^^i-s  mercy  endureth  for  ever.  L.  M. 

rsalm  106:  1. 

RENDER  thanks  to  God  above. 
The  fountain  of  eternal  love; 
Whose  mercy  firm  through  ages  past 
Has  stood,  and  shall  for  ever  last. 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express. 
Not  only  vast,  but  numberless ! 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 
His  tribute  of  immortal  praise! 

638  Condescension  of  Christ.  L.  M, 

HOW  sweet  the  praise,  how  high  the  theme, 
To  sing  of  him  who  rules  supreme, 
Who  dwells  at  God's  right  hand  on  high. 
Yet  looks  on  us  with  tender  eye. 

2  Th'  angelic  nost,  in  countless  throngs. 
Recount  his  glories  in  their  songs. 
And  golden  harps  salute  his  ear; 

Yet  otir  weak  praise  he  deigns  to  hear. 

3  The  planets  roll  their  orbits  round; 
Unnumbered  worlds,  in  space  profound. 
Are  ruled  by  him,  by  him  controlled; 
Yet  he 's  the  Shepherd  of  our  fold.  • 

4  Exalted  high  upon  his  throne. 
The  universe  is  all  his  own: 
Untold  the  honors  he  doth  wear; 
Yet  we  are  objects  of  his  care. 

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639  Matt.  \ -.21.  C.P.M. 
LET  your  mingling  voices  rise 
In  grateful  rapture  to  the  skies, 

And  hail  a  Saviour's  birth  ; 
Let  songs  of  joy  the  day  proclaim, 
When  Jesus  all-triumphant  came 

To  bless  the  sons  of  earth. 

2  He  came  to  bid  the  weary  rest ; 

To  heal  the  sinner's  wounded  breast; 

To  bind  the  broken  heart; 
To  spread  the  light  of  truth  around; 
And  to  the  world's  remotest  bound, 

The  heavenly  gift  impart. 

3  He  came,  our  trembling  souls  to  save 
From  sin,  from  sorrow,  and  the  grave, 

And  chase  our  fears  away ; 
Victorious  over  death  and  time. 
To  lead  us  to  a  happier  clime. 

Where  reigns  eternal  day. 

640  To  Mm  he  glory.  P.  M. 
"DEJOICE,  0  earth!  the  Lord  is  King! 

_LL  To  him  your  humble  tribute  bring; 
Let  Jacob  rise,  and  Zion  sing, 
And  all  the  world  with  praises  ring. 
And  give  to  Jesus  glory ! 

2  0  may  the  saints  of  every  name 
Unite  to  serve  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 
May  jars  and  discords  cease  to  flame. 
And  all  the  Saviour's  love  proclaim. 

And  give  to  Jesus  glory ! 

3  We  long  to  see  the  Christians  join 
In  union  sweet  and  love  divine. 

And  glory  through  the  churches  shine, 
And  Gentiles  crowding  to  the  sign. 
To  give  to  Jesus  glory! 
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4  0  may  the  distant  lands  rejoice, 

And  sinners  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice, 
While  praise  their  happy  tongues  employs, 
And  all  obtain  immortal  joys, 
And  give  to  Jesus  glory! 

5  Then  tears  shall  all  be  wiped  away. 
And  Christians  never  go  astray; 
When  we  are  freed  from  cumbrous  clay, 
We  '11  praise  the  Lord  in  endless  day. 

And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 

041  ^l^y  sheep — follow  me.  C.  M. 

John  10:  27. 

TO  thee,  my  Shepherd  and  my  Lord, 
A  grateful  song  I  '11  raise ; 
0  let  the  humblest  of  thy  flock 
Attempt  to  speak  thy  praise. 

2  My  life,  my  joy,  my  hope,  I  owe 

To  thine  amazing  love; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  comforts  here, 
And  nobler  bliss  above. 

3  To  thee  my  trembling  spirit  flies, 

With  sin  and  grief  oppressed; 
Thy  gentle  voice  dispels  my  fears, 
And  lulls  my  cares  to  rest. 

4  Lead  on,  dear  Shepherd ! — ^led  by  thee, 

No  evil  shall  I  fear; 
Soon  shall  I  reach  thy  fold  above. 
And  praise  thee  better  there. 

642  Worthy  is  the  Lamb  that  was  slain.  P.  M. 

Rev.  5:  12. 

T)  ISE,  tune  thy  voice  to  sacred  song, 
XX)  Exert  thy  noblest  powers ; 
Rise,  mingle  with  the  choral  throng, 
The  Saviour's  praises  to  prolong, 
Amid  life's  fleeting  hours. 
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2  0 !  hast  thou  felt  the  Saviour's  love, 

That  flame  of  heavenly  birth ! 
Then  let  thy  strains  melodious  prove, 
With  raptures  soaring  far  above 

The  trifling  toys  of  earth. 

3  Hast  found  the  pearl  of  price  unknown 

That  cost  a  Saviour's  blood  ? 
Heir  of  a  bright  celestial  crown, 
That  sparkles  near  the  eternal  throne ; 

0  sing  the  praise  of  God ! 

4  Sing  of  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain 

That  man  might  be  forgiven  ; 
Sing  how  he  broke  death's  bars  in  twain, 
Ascending  high  in  bliss  to  reign, 
The  God  of  earth  and  heaven. 
643  The  Saviour  died  for  me.  C.  M. 

rpO  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 
JL   Awake  the  sacred  song; 
0  may  his  love  (immortal  flame !) 
Tune  every  heart  and  tongue. 

2  His  love,  what  mortal  thought  can  reach  ! 

What  mortal  tongue  display ! 
Imagination's  utmost  stretch 
In  wonder  dies  away. 

3  He  left  his  radiant  throne  on  hisrh. 

Left  the  bright  realms  of  bliss, 
And  came  to  earth  to  bleed  and  die! 
Was  ever  love  like  this  ? 

4  Blest  Lord,  while  we  adoring  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  thee, 
May  every  heart  with  rapture  say, 
"  The  Saviour  died  for  me !" 

5  0  may  the  sweet,  the  blissful  theme 

Fill  every  heart  and  tongue. 
Till  strangers  love  thy  charming  name, 
And  join  the  sacred  song. 
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(314  Tender  mercies.  CM. 

ALMIGHTY  Father!  gracious  Lord! 
Kind  Guardiau  of  my  days ! 
Thy  mercies  let  my  heart  record 
In  songs  of  grateful  praise. 

2  In  life's  first  dawn,  my  tender  frame 

Was  thine  indulgent  care, 
Long  ere  I  could  pronounce  thy  name, 
Or  breathe  the  infant  prayer. 

3  Each  rolling  year  new  favors  brought 

From  thine  exhaustless  store; 
But,  ah !  in  vain  my  laboring  thought 
Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 

4  Still  I  adore  thee,  gracious  Lord ! 

For  favors  more  divine — 
That  I  have  known  thy  sacred  word. 
Where  all  thy  glories  shine. 

5  Lord,  when  this  mortal  frame  decays, 

And  every  weakness  dies, 
Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
And  raise  me  to  the  skies. 

645        I  will  bless  thy  name  for  ever  and  ever.        CM. 

Psalm  145:  1. 

LONG  as  I  live  I  '11  praise  thy  name, 
My  King,  my  God  of  love ; 
My  work  and  joy  shall  be  the  same 
In  the  bright  world  above. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  power  unknown, 

And  let  his  praise  be  great : 
I  '11  sing  the  honors  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  work  of  grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue ; 

And  while  my  lips  rejoice. 
The  men  that  hear  my  sacred  song. 
Shall  join  their  cheerfuJ  voice. 
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Fathers  to  sons  shall  teach  thy  name, 

And  children  learn  thy  ways ; 
Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 

And  nations  sound  thy  praise. 
Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date 

Shall  through  the  world  be  known— 
Thy  arm  of  power,  thy  heavenly  state 

With  public  splendor  shown. 
The  world  is  managed  by  thy  hands, 

Thy   saints  are  ruled  by  love ; 
And  thy  eternal  kingdom  stands, 

Though  rocks  and  hills  remove. 


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646  Unto  him  that  loved  its.  C.  M. 

Rev.   1:  5. 

^0  him  that  loved  the  sons  of  men 
And  washed  us  in  his  blood. 
To  royal  honors  raised  our  heads. 
And  made  us  priests  to  God : 

2  To  him  let  every  tongue  be  praise. 

And  every  heart  be  love ; 
All  grateful  honors  paid  on  earth. 
And  nobler  songs  above. 

3  Behold,  on  flying  clouds  he  comes ! 

Ilis  saints  shall  bless  the  day: 
While  they  that  pierced  him  sadly  mourn. 
In  anguish  and  dismay. 

4  Thou  art  the  First  and  thou  the  Last ; 

Time  centers  all  in  thee  ; 
Almighty  Lord,  who  wast,  and  art. 
And  evermore  shalt  be. 

b4:7  Old  things  passed  away.  CM. 

LET  earthly  minds  the  world  pursue  ; 
It  has  no  charms  for  me ; 
Once  I  admired  its  trifles  too. 
But  grace  has  set  me  free. 


GRATITUDE  AND  PRAISE. 

2  As,  by  the  light  of  opening  day, 

The  stars  are  all  concealed; 
So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away, 
When  Jesus  is  revealed. 

3  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice — 

I  bid  them  all  depart ; 
His  name,  his  love,  his  gracious  voice, 
Have  fixed  my  roving  heart. 

4  But  may  I  hope,  that  thou  wilt  own 

A  worthless  worm  like  me  ? 
Dear  Lord !  I  would  be  thine  alone, 
And  wholly  live  to  thee. 

648  The  song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb.  S.  M 

Rev.  15 :  3. 

AWAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb ! 
Wake,  every  heart  and  every  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name ! 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love ! 

Sing  of  his  rising  power ! 
Sing  how  he  intercedes  above 
For  those  whose  sins  he  bore ! 

3  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way. 

You  ransomed  sinners,  sing ; 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day 
In  Christ,  the  glorious  King. 

4  Soon  shall  you  hear  him  say, 

"You  blessed  children,  come," 
Soon  will  he  call  you  hence  away, 
And  take  his  pilgrims  home. 

649  Break  forth  into  joy.  S.  M. 

Isaiah  52  :  9. 

T)  ATSE  your  triumphant  songs 
\\j  To  an  immortal  tune ; 
Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 
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2  Sing  how  Eternal  Love 

His  Chief  Beloved  chose, 
And  bade  him  raise  our  wretched  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears, 

Nor  terror  clothes  his  brow ; 
No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 

4  He  shows  his  Father's  love. 

To  raise  our  souls  on  high ; 
He  came  with  pardon  from  above 
To  rebels  doomed  to  die. 

5  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears ; 

Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease ; 
Bow  to  the  scepter  of  his  love. 
And  take  the  offered  peace. 

6  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call ; 

We  lay  an  humble  claim 
To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought, 
And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 

650  Psalm  103.  S.  M. 

0  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 
His  grace  to  thee  proclaim ; 
And  all  that  is  within  me,  join, 
To  bless  his  holy  name. 

2  0  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

His  mercies  bear  in  mind ; 
Forget  not  all  his  benefits ; 
The  Lord  to  thee  is  kind. 

3  He  will  not  always  chide ; 

He  will  with  patience  wait; 
His  wrath  is  ever  slow  to  rise, 
And  ready  to  abate. 
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4  He  pardons  all  thy  sins, 

Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath : 
He  healeth  thine  infirmities, 
And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 

5  Then  bless  his  holy  name 

Whose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole, 
Whose  loving-kindness  crowns  thy  days ; 

0  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul! 

()51  Bless  his  holy  name.  S.  M. 

Psalm  103  :  1. 

LET  every  heart  and  tongue 
Proclaim  the  Saviour's  praise ; 
He  is  the  source  of  all  my  joy, 
His  mercy  crowns  my  days. 

2  He  knows  my  feeble  frame ; 

Remembers  I  am  dust ; 
And  though  he  should  my  life  destroy, 
In  him  I  '11  put  my  trusi 

3  Each  day  he  is  my  strength, 

My  hope,  my  life,  my  all ; 
And  while  upon  his  arm  I  lean,    / 

1  surely  can  not  fall. 

4  Then  to  my  blessed  Lord, 

Let  grateful  songs  arise. 
While  angels  bear  the  notes  above 
And  sound  them  through  the  skies. 

652  Si^  compassions  fail  not.  S.  M. 

Sam.  3  :  22. 

OW  various  and  how  new 
Are  thy  compassions,  Lord ! 
Each  morning  shall  thy  mercies  show. 

Each  night  thy  truth  record. 
Thy  goodness,  like  the  sun. 

Dawned  on  our  early  days. 
Ere  infant  reason  had  begun 
To  form  our  lips  to  praise. 
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3  Each  object  we  beheld 

Gave  pleasure  to  our  eyes ; 
And  nature  all  our  senses  held 
In  bands  of  sweet  surprise. 

4  But  pleasures  more  refined 

Awaited  that  blest  day, 
When  light  arose  upon  our  mind 
And  chased  our  sins  away. 

5  How  new  thy  mercies,  then ! 

How  sovereign  and  how  free ! 
Our  souls,  that  had  been  dead  in  sin, 
Were  made  alive  to  thee. 


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(553  Redeeming  love.  Ts. 

"OW  begin  the  heavenly  theme; 
Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name ; 
Ye  who  his  salvation  prove. 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Ye  who  see  the  Father's  grace 
Beaniing  in  the  Saviour's  face. 
As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move, 
Praise  and  bless  redeeming  love. 

3  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears ; 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears ; 
See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 

.  Canceled  by  redeeming  love. 

4  Welcome,  all  by  sin  oppressed. 
Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest ; 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above, 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 

5  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring; 
Strike  aloud  each  cheerful  string; 
Mortals,  join  the  host  above — 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 

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654:  They  shall  come  to  Zion  with  songs.  7s. 

Isaiah  35 :  10 

SONGS  of  praise  awoke  the  morn 
When  the  Prince  of  Peace  was  born ; 
Songs  of  praise  arose,  when  he 
Captive  led  captivity. 

2  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away, 
Songs  of  praise  shalt  crown  the  day : 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 

3  And  will  man  alone  be  dumb, 
Till  that  glorious  kingdom  come  ? 
No ;  the  church  delights  to  raise 
Psalms,  and  hymns,  and  songs  of  praise. 

4  Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice. 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice; 
Learning  here,  by  faith  and  love. 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 

5  Borne  upon  the  latest  breath. 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death ; 
Then  amidst  eternal  joy. 

Songs  of  praise  their  powers  employ. 

655  Praise  waitethfor  thee,  etc.  7s. 

Psalm  65 :  1. 

PRAISE  on  thee,  in  Zion's  gates, 
Daily,  0  Jehovah,  waits ; 
Unto  thee,  who  hearest  prayer, 
Shall  the  tribes  of  men  repair. 

2  Though  with  conscious  guilt  oppressed, 
On  thy  mercy  still  we  rest; 

Thy  forgiving  love  display, 
Take,  0  Lord,  our  sins  away. 

3  0,  how  blessed  their  reward. 
Chosen  servants  of  the  Lord, 
Who  within  thy  courts  abide, 
With  thy  goodness  satisfied. 

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656  1  Pet.  1 :  8. 

SAVIOUR !  thy  gentle  voice 
Gladly  we  hear; 
Author  of  all  our  joys, 

Be  ever  near; 
Oar  souls  would  cling  to  thee, 
Let  us  thy  fullness  see. 
Our  life  to  cheer. 

2  Fountain  of  life  divine! 

Thee  we  adore; 
We  would  be  wholly  thine 

For  evermore; 
Freely  forgive  our  sin, 
Grant  heavenly  peace  within. 

Thy  light  restore. 

3  Though  to  our  faith  unseen, 

While  darkness  reigns, 
On  thee  alone  we  lean 

While  life  remains ; 
By  thy  free  grace  restored, 
Our  souls  shall  bless  the  Lord 

In  joyful  strains ! 

657  -All  things  loss  for  Christ. 

MY  gracious  Redeemer  I  love  ! 
His  praises  aloud  I  '11  proclaim. 
And  join  with  the  armies  above 
To  shout  his  adorable  name. 

2  To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine 

Shall  be  my  eternal  employ, 
And  feel  them  incessantly  shine. 
My  boundless,  ineffable  joy.    . 

3  You  palaces,  scepters,  and  crowns. 

Your  pride  with  disdain  I  survey. 
Your  pomps  are  but  shadows  and  sounds, 
And  pass  in  a  moment  away. 
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URATITUDE  AND  PRAISE. 

4  The  crown  that  my  Saviour  bestows, 
Yon  permanent  sun  shall  outshine ; 
My  joy  everlastingly  flows — 
My  God,  my  Redeemer,  is  mine. 

658  The  first,  and  the  last.  8s. 

Rev.  1  :  11. 

THIS  Lord  is  the  Lord  we  adore, 
Our  faithful  unchangeable  Friend, 
Whose  love  is  as  large  as  his  power, 
And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end. 
2  'T  is  Jesus,  the  First  and  the  Last, 

Whose  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home ; 
We  '11  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past. 
And  trust  him  for  all  that 's  to  come. 

659  The  unsearchable  riches  of  Christ.  8s. 

Eph.  3  :  8. 

HOW  shall  I  my  Saviour  set  forth  ? 
How  shall  I  his  beauties  declare  ? 
0  how  shall  I  speak  of  his  worth, 
Or  what  his  chief  dignities  are  ? 

2  His  angels  can  never  express. 

Nor  saints  who  sit  nearest  his  throne, 
How  rich  are  his  treasures  of  grace — 
No — this  is  a  secret  unknown. 

3  In  him  all  the  fullness  of  God 

For  ever  transcendently  shines  I 
Though  once  like  a  mortal  he  stood 
To  finish  his  gracious  designs. 

4  Though  once  he  was  nailed  to  the  cross, 

Vile  rebels  like  me  to  set  free. 
His  glory  sustained  no  loss, 
Eternal  his  kingdom  shall  be. 

5  0  sinners !  believe  and  adore 

This  Saviour  so  rich  to  redeem ! 
No  creature  can  ever  explore 

The  treasures  of  goodness  in  him. 
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6  Come,  all  you  who  see  yourselves  lost, 

And  feel  yourselves  burdened  with  sin. 
Draw  near,  while  with  terror  you  're  tossed. 
Obey,  and  your  peace  shall  begin. 

7  He  riches  has  ever  in  store, 

And  treasures  that  never  can  waste : 
Here 's  pardon,  here 's  grace — yea,  and  more, 
Here 's  glory  eternal  at  last. 

G60  0  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing.  8s  &  7s. 

OTHOU  Fount  of  every  blessing! 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace ; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing. 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 

2  Teach  me  ever  to  adore  thee. 

May  I  still  thy  goodness  prove, 
While  the  hope  of  endless  glory 
Fills  my  heart  with  joy  and  love. 

3  Here  I  '11  raise  my  Ebenezer, 

Hither  by  thy  help  I  've  come. 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 
Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 

4  Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger. 

Wandering  from  thy  fold,  0  God ! 
He  to  rescue  me  from  danger. 
Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

5  0 ! .  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I  'm  constrained  to  be ! 
Let  thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter. 
Bind  me  closer  still  to  thee! 

6  Never  let  me  wander  from  thee. 

Never  leave  thee  whom  I  love ; 
By  thy  Word  and  Spirit  guide  me, 
Till  I  reach  thy  courts  above. 
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GRATITUDE  AND  PRAISE. 

661  Brightness  of  the  Father's  glory.  8s  &  7s. 

Heb.  1  :  3. 

BRIGHTNESS  of  the  Father's  glory, 
Shall  thy  praise  unuttered  lie  ? 
Break,  my  tongue,  such  guilty  silence ; 
Sing  the  Lord,  who  came  to  die. 

2  Did  the  angels  sing^thy  coming? 

Did  the  shepherds  learn  their  lays  ? 
Shame  would  cover  me,  ungrateful. 
Should  my  tongue  refuse  to  praise. 

3  From  the  highest  throne  in  glory 

To  the  cross  of  deepest  woe, 
All  to  ransom  guilty  captives  1 
Flow,  my  praise,  for  ever  flow. 

4  Re-ascend,  immortal  Saviour; 

Leave  thy  footstool,  take  thy  throne ; 
Thence  return,  and  reign  for  ever; 
Be  the  kingdom  all  thine  own. 

662  Thrice  holy.  8s  &  7s. 

BRIGHT  the  vision  that  delighted 
Once  the  sight  of  Judah's  seer; 
Sweet  the  countless  tongues  united 

To  entrance  the  prophet's  ear. 
Round  the  Lord  in  glory  seated, 

Cherubim  and  seraphim 
Filled  his  temple,  and  repeated 
Each  to  each  th'  alternate  hymn : 

2  "  Lord,  thy  glory  fills  the  heaven ; 
Earth  is  with  its  fullness  stored; 
Unto  thee  be  glory  given. 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord!" 
Heaven  is  still  with  glory  ringing; 
Earth  takes  up  the  angel's  cry, 
"  Holy,  holy,  holy,"  singing, 

"  Lord  of  hosts,  the  Lord  most  high !" 
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3  Ever  thus  in  God's  high  praises, 

Brethren,  let  our  tongues  unite, 
While  our  thoughts  his  greatness  raises, 

And  our  love  his  gifts  recite. 
With  his  seraph  train  before  him, 

With  his  holy  church  below, 
Thus  conspire  we  to  adore  him. 

Bid  we  thus  our  anthem  flow; 

4  "Lord,  thy  glory  fills  the  heaven; 

Earth  is  with  its  fullness  stored; 
Unto  thee  be  glory  given. 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord! 
Thus  thy  glorious  name  confessing, 

We  adopt  the  angels'  cry, 
*Holy,  holy,  holy,'  blessing 

Thee,  the  Lord  of  hosts  most  high !" 

663        Hark  I  ten  thousand  harps.    8s  &  7s,  peculiar. 

HARK !  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 
Sound  the  note  of  praise  above ; 
Jesus  reigns  and  heaven  rejoices; 

Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love ; 
See,  he  sits  on  yonder  throne  ; 
Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 

2  Jesus,  hail !  whose  glory  brightens 

All  above,  and  gives  it  worth ; 
Lord  of  life,  thy  smile  enlightens. 

Cheers  and  charms  thy  saints  on  earth ; 
When  we  think  of  love  like  thine, 
Lord,  we  own  it  love  divine. 

3  King  of  glory,  reign  for  ever  ; 

Thine  an  everlasting  crown : 
Nothing  from  thy  love  shall  sever 

Those  whom  thou  hast  made  thine  own; 
Happy  objects  of  thy  grace, 
Destined  to  behold  thy  face. 
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GRATITUDE  AND  PRAISE. 

4  Saviour,  hasten  thine  appearing; 

Bring,  0  bring  the  glorious  day, 
When,  the  awful  summons  hearing. 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away: 
Then,  with  golden  harps,  we  '11  sing, 
"  Glory,  glory  to  our  King." 

664  Worthy  is  the  Lamb,  etc.        8s,  7s  &  48. 

Rev.  5:  12. 

GLORY,  glory  everlasting, 
Be  to  him  who  bore  the  cross. 
Who  redeemed  our  souls  by  tasting 
Death,  the  death  deserved  by  us : 

Sound  his  glory 
While  our  heart  with  transport  glows, 

2  Jesus'  love  is  love  unbounded,. 

Without  measure,  without  end: 
Human  thought  is  here  confounded; 
'T  is  too  vast  to  comprehend  j 

Praise  the  Saviour; 
Magnify  the  sinner's  Friend. 

3  While  we  hear  the  wondrous  story 

Of  the  Saviour's  cross  and  shame, 
Sing  we,  "  Everlasting  glory 
Be  to  God  and  to  the  Lamb !" 

Saints  and  angels, 
Give  ye  glory  to  his  name. 

665  B^e  hath  put  a  new  song  inmy  mouth.         lis. 

Psalm  40  :  3. 

0  JESUS,  the  giver  of  all  we  enjoy  ! 
Our  lives  to  thy  honor  we  wish  to  employ ; 
With  praises  unceasing  we  '11  sing  of  thy  name  ! 
Thy  goodness  increasing,  thy  love  we  '11  proclaim. 

2  The  wonderful  name  of  our  Jesus  wo  '11  sing, 
And  publish  the  fame  of  our  Captain  and  King, 
With  sweet  exultation  his  goodness  we  prove; 
His  name  is  salvation — his  nature.  \gi,  Jjove. 

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3  And  when  to  the  regions  of  glory  we  rise, 

And  join  the  bright  legions  that  shout  through  the  skies, 
We  '11  tell  the  glad  story  of  Jesus'  kind  grace, 
Aiid  give  him  the  glory,  and  honor,  and  praise. 

4  In  this  blest  employment  our  spirits  shall  rest, 
In  sweetest  enjoyment  on  Jesus'  own  breast ; 
We  '11  drink  of  the  streams  of  Immanuel's  love, 
And  bask  in  the  beams  of  his  glory  above. 

666  Worthy  is  the  Lamb.  lis. 

Key.  5 :  12. 

COMB,  saints,  let  us  join  in  the  praise  of  the  Lamb, 
The  theme  most  sublime  of  the  angels  above  ; 
They  dwell  with  delight  on  the  sound  of  his  name. 
And  gaze  on  his  glories  with  wonder  and  love. 

2  They  worship  the  Lamb  who  for  sinners  was  slain  ; 

But  their  loftiest  songs  never  equal  his  love  : 
The  claims  of  his  mercy  will  ever  remain, 
Transcending  the  anthems  in  glory  above. 

3  Yet  even  our  service  he  will  not  despise. 

When  we  join  in  his  worship  and  tell  of  his  name; 
Then  let  us  unite  in  the  song  of  the  skies. 

And,  trusting  his  mercy,  sing,  "  Worthy  the  Lamb." 

G67  Let  us  awake  our  joys.  6s  &  4  s. 

LET  us  awake  our  joys  ; 
Strike  up  with  cheerful  voice, 
Each  creature  sing : 
Angels,  begin  the  song ; 
Mortals,  the  strain  prolong, 
In  accents  sweet  and  strong, 
"Jesus  is  King." 

2  Proclaim  abroad  his  name; 
Tell  of  his  matchless  fame ! 

What  wonders  done  ; 
Above,  beneath,  around. 
Let  all  the  earth  resound, 
'Till  heaven's  high  arch  rebound, 
"Victory  is  won." 
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3  He  vanquished  sin  and  hell, 
And  our  last  foe  will  quell; 

Mourners,  rejoice; 
His  dying  love  adore ; 
Praise  him  now  raised  in  power ; 
Praise  him  for  evermore. 

With  joyful  voice. 

4  All  hail  the  glorious  day. 
When  through  the  heavenly  way, 

Lo !  he  shall  come, 
While  they  who  pierced  him,  wail ; 
His  promise  shall  not  fail ; 
Saints,  see  your  King  prevail : 

Great  Saviour,  come. 

668  -Key.  5 :  12,  13.  6s&4s. 

GLORY  to  God  on  high! 
Let  heaven  and  earth  reply ; 
Praise  ye  his  name ; 
His  love  and  grace  adore. 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore. 
And  sing  for  evermore, 
"Worthy  the  Lamb." 

2  Ye  who  surround  the  throne, 
Join  cheerfully  in  one, 

Praising  his  name ; 
Ye  who  have  felt  his  blood 
Sealing  your  peace  with  God, 
Sound  his  dear  name  abroad: 

"Worthy  the  Lamb." 

3  Join  all  ye  ransomed  race, 
Our  Lord  and  God  to  bless; 

Praise  ye  his  name; 
In  hint  we  will  rejoice. 
And  make  a  joyful  noise, 
Shouting  with  heart  and  voice, 

".Worthy  the  Lamb." 
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PUBLIC  WORSHIP: 

Soon  must  we  change  our  place ; 
Yet  will  we  never  cease 

Praising  his  name  : 
To  him  our  songs  we  '11  bring, 
Hail  him  our  gracious  King, 
And  through  all  ages  sing, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb." 

669  <^od  is  ever  good.  6s  &  5s 
lEE  the  shining  dew-drops 

On  the  flowers  strewed, 
Proving  as  they  sparkle — 
God  is  ever  good. 

2  See  the  morning  sunbeams, 

Lighting  up  the  wood, 
Silently  proclaiming — 
God  is  ever  good. 

3  Hear  the  mountain  streamlet. 

In  the  solitude, 
With  its  ripple  saying — 
God  is  ever  good. 

4  In  the  leafy  tree-tops, 

Where  no  fears  intrude. 
Merry  birds  are  singing — 
God  is  ever  good. 

5  Bring,  my  heart,  thy  tribute. 

Songs  of  gratitude, 
While  all  nature  utters — 
God  is  ever  good. 

670  Declare  among  the  people  his  doings.  H.  M 

Psalm  9:  11. 

COME,  every  pious  heart 
That  loves  the  Saviour's  name, 
Your  noblest  powers  exert 

To  celebrate  his  fame: 
Tell  all  above  and  all  below 
The  debt  of  love  to  him  you  owe 
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2  Such  was  his  zeal  for  God, 

And  such  his  love  for  you,  • 

He  nobly  undertook 

What  angels  could  not  do ; 
His  every  deed  of  love  and  grace 
All  words  exceed,  all  thoughts  surpass. 

3  He  left  his  starry  crown, 

And  laid  his  robes  aside ; 
On  wings  of  love  came  down, 

And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died ; 
What  he  endured,  0  who  can  tell. 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell ! 

4  From  the  dark  grave  he  rose. 

The  mansion  of  the  dead; 
And  thence  his  mighty  foes 

In  glorious  triumph  led ; 
Up  through  the  sky  the  Conqueror  rode, 
And  reigns  on  high  the  Son  of  God. 

5  From  thence  he  '11  quickly  come, 

His  chariot  will  not  stay. 
And  bear  our  spirits  home 

To  realms  of  endless  day: 
There  shall  we  see  his  lovely  face, 
And  ever  be  in  his  embrace. 

671  Glad  homage.  P.  M. 

FATHER  of  spirits!  humbly  bent  before  thee, 
Songs  of  glad  homage  unto  thee  we  bring: 
Touched  by  thy  Spirit,  O  teach  us  to  adore  thee ; 
Let  thy  light  attend  us, 
Let  thy  love  befriend  us, 
Father  of  our  spirits,  Everlasting  King! 

2  Send  forth  thy  mandate,  gather  in  the  nations, 
Through  the  wide  universe  thy  name  be  known, 
Millions  of  voices  shall  join  in  adorations, 

Every  soul  invited, 

Every  voice  united  ; 
Joining  to  adore  thee,  Everlasting  One! 

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672  The  great  salvation.  C.  P.  M 

Heb.  2  :  3. 

TO  him  who  did  salvation  bring, 
Wake  every  tuneful  power,  and  sing 
A  song  of  sweetest  praise : 
His  grace  diffuses  as  the  rains 
Crown  nature's  flowery  hills  and  plains, 
And  spread  a  thousand  ways. 

2  Salvation  is  the  noblest  song, 

0  may  it  dwell  on  every  tongue, 

And  all  repeat,  Amen ! 
The  Lord  will  come  from  heaven  to  earth 
To  give  his  people  second  birth. 

And  make  them  one  again. 

3  We  feel  redemption  drawing  near ; 
We  soon  in  glory  shall  appear, 

And  be  for  ever  blessed : 
His  promise  never  can  delay. 
Our  Jesus,  on  th'  appointed  day, 

Will  give  his  people  rest. 

4  By  faith  we  view  him  coming  down, 
With  angels  hovering  all  around ; 

He  smiles  upon  his  saints: 
He  cries  aloud  in  melting  strains, 

1  come  to  save  you  from  your  pains. 

And  end  your  sore  complaints. 

5  The  smiling  millions  rise  and  sing 
All  glory!  glory  to  our  King; 

The  Grand  Assize  is  come ! 
You  everlasting  doors,  fly  wide ; 
The  Church  is  glorious  as  a  bride. 

And  Jesus  takes  her  home. 

6  In  all  the  heavens  there 's  not  a  tear, 
Nor  in  the  realms  of  bliss  a  fear, 

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But  pleasure  yet  unknown : 
From  heaven  to  heaven  we  sound  the  bliss, 
0  what  a  blest  abode  is  this, 

For  ever  round  the  throne ! 

7  The  joys  of  heaven  will  never  endj 
All  glory  to  the  sinner's  Friend ! 

Roll  on,  you  happy  scenes ! 
You  winged  seraphs,  help  us  praise 
The  Author  of  eternal  joys! 

Our  Jesus  ever  reigns. 

673  Praise  the  Lord.  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

P RAISE  the  Lord!  ye  saints  adore  him, 
All  unite  with  one  accord; 
Bring  your  offerings,  come  before  him — 
0  praise  the  Lord. 

2  Praise  the  Lord !  who  every  blessing 

On  our  heads  hath  richly  poured; 
Sing  aloud,  his  love  confessing — 
0  praise  the  Lord. 

3  Praise  the  Lord !  who  would  not  praise  him  ? 

He  hath  us  to  grace  restored: 
To  the  highest  honors  raise  him — 
0  praise  the  Lord. 

4  Praise  the  Lord!  your  songs  excelling 

AVorldly  music's  richest  chord; 
Sing — your  Saviour's  glory  telling; 
0  praise  the  Lord. 

OPENING  HYMNS. 

674  PsaZmlOO.  L.  M. 

BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne. 
Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone. 
He  can  create  and  he  destroy. 
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PUBLIC  WORSIIIl': 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men ; 
And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people — we  his  care — 

Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame : 
"What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

4  We  '11  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 

High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise ; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues. 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

5  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command ! 

Vast  as  eternity  thy  love ! 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  shall  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move ! 

675  God  exalted.  L.  M- 

Psalm  57  :  5. 

BE  thou  exalted,  0  my  God ! 
Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad. 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

2  My  heart  is  fixed ;  my  song  shall  raise 

Immortal  honors  to  thy  name : 
Awake,  my  tongue,  to  sound  his  praise, 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 

3  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns. 

And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky; 
His  truth  to  endless  years  remains. 
When  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 

676  Every  place  a  temple.  L.  M. 

OTHOU,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time, 
The  lyre  of  Hebrew  bards  was  strung ; 
Whom  kings  adored  in  songs  sublime, 

And  prophets  praised  with  glowing  tongue : 
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OPENING  HYMNS. 

2  Not  now  on  Zion's  hight  alone 

Thy  favored  worshipers  may  dwell; 
Nor  where,  at  sultry  noon,  thy  Son 
Sat  weary,  by  the  patriarch's  well. 

3  From  every  place  below  the  skies. 

The  grateful  song,  the  fervent  prayer — 
The  incense  of  the  heart — may  rise 
To  heaven,  and  find  acceptance  there. 

4  To  thee  shall  age,  with  snowy  hair, 

And  strength,  and  beauty,  bend  the  knee; 
And  childhood  lisp,  with  reverent  air, 
Its  praises  and  its  prayers  to  thee ! 

5  0  thou  to  whom,  in  ancient  time. 

The  lyre  of  prophet-bards  was  strung. 
To  thee,  at  last,  in  every  clime. 

Shall  temples  rise,  and  praise  be  sung! 

677        Coming  together  in  the  name  of  Jesus.         L.  M 

Matt.  18:  20. 

GREAT  God !  the  followers  of  thy  Son, 
We  bow  before  thy  mercy-seat, 
To  worship  thee,  the  holy  One, 
And  pour  our  wishes  at  thy  feet. 

2  0,  grant  thy  blessing  here  to-day ; 

0,  give  thy  people  joy  and  peace; 
The  tokens  of  thy  love  display. 
And  favor  that  shall  never  cease. 

3  We  seek  the  truth  which  Jesus  brought. 

His  path  of  light  we  long  to  tread ; 
Here  be  his  holy  doctrines  taught. 
And  here  their  purest  influence  shed. 

4  May  faith,  and  hope,  and  love  abound ; 

Our  sins  and  errors  be  forgiven ; 
And  w^e,  from  day  to  day,  be  found 
The  sons  of  God  and  heirs  of  heaven. 
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678  Seeking  refuge.  L.  M.  6  lines. 

EORTH  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky, 
Lord,  to  thine  altar's  shade  we  fly; 
Forth  from  the  world,  its  hope  and  fear, 
Father,  we  seek  thy  shelter  here : 
Weary  and  weak,  thy  grace  we  pray; 
Turn  not,  0  Lord,  thy  guests  away. 
2  Long  have  we  roamed  in  want  and  pain ; 
Long  have  we  sought  thy  rest  to  gain ; 
Wildered  in  doubt,  in  darkness  lost, 
Long  have  our  souls  been  tempest-tost; 
Low  at  thy  feet  our  sins  we  lay ; 
Turn  not,  0  Lord,  thy  guests  away. 

679  The  Jwur  of  worship.  L.  M, 

BLEST  hour,  when  mortal  man  retires 
To  hold  communion  with  his  God, 
To  send  to  heaven  his  warm  desires. 
And  listen  to  the  sacred  word. 

2  Blest  hour,  when  earthly  cares  resign 

,      Their  empire  o'er  his  anxious  breast, 
While,  all  around,  the  calm  divine, 
Proclaims  the  holy  day  of  rest. 

3  Blest  hour,  when  God  himself  draws  nigh, 

Well  pleased  his  people's  voice  to  hear. 
To  hush  the  penitential  sigh. 

And  wipe  away  the  mourner's  tear. 

4  Blest  hour!  for,  where  the  Lord  resorts, 

Foretastes  of  future  bliss  are  given. 
And  mortals  find  his  earthly  courts 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

680  ^ow  amiable. are  thy  tabernacles.  L.  M. 

Psalm  84  :  1. 

GREAT  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs ; 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth. 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

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OPENING  HYMNS: 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  0  God  of  grace, 

Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun,  he  makes  our  day ; 
God  is  our  shield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  assaultsof  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too : 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

5  0  God,  our  King,  whose  sovereign  sway, 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heaven  obey. 
And  devils  at  thy  presence  flee ; 

Blest  is  the  man  that  trusts  in  thee. 

0ft  1  Serve  the  Lord  with  gladness  L.  M. 

Tsalm  100  :  2. 

YE  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice. 
Before  the  Lord,  your  sovereign  King ; 
Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice ; 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  sing. 

2  The  JiOrd  is  God :  't  is  he  alone 

Doth  life,  and  breath,  and  being  give ; 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own  ; 
The  sheep  that  on  his  pastures  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  songs  of  joy ; 

With  praises  to  his  courts  repair ; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honors  there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  is  kind  ; 

Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  sure  : 
And  the  whole  race  of  men  shall  find 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 
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682  I^^t  W'S  worship  and  how  down.  L.  M. 

Psalm  95 :  6. 

OCOME,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing, 
Loud  thanks  to  our  almighty  King! 
For  we  our  voices  high  should  raise, 
When  our  salvation's  Rock  we  praise. 

2  Into  his  presence  let  us  haste. 
To  thank  him  for  his  favors  past ; 
To  him  address  in  joyful  songs 

The  praise  that  to  his  name  belongs. 

3  0,  let  us  to  his  courts  repair, 
And  bow  with  adoration  there ! 
Down  on  our  knees,  devoutly,  all 
Before  the  Lord,  our  Maker,  fall. 

683  Speak,  Lord,  thy  servant  heareth.  L.  M. 

1  Sam.  3  :  10. 

WHILE  now  thy  throne  of  grace  we  seek, 
0  God !  within  our  spirits  speak ; 
For  we  will  hear  thy  voice  to-day. 
Nor  turn  our  hardened  hearts  away. 

2  Speak  in  thy  gentlest  tones  of  love, 
Till  all  our  best  affections  move; 
We  long  to  hear  thy  gentle  call. 
And  feel  that  thou  art  all  in  all. 

3  To  conscience  speak  thy  quickening  word, 
Till  all  its  sense  of  sin  is  stirred; 

For  we  would  leave  no  stain  of  guile, 
To  cloud  the  radiance  of  thy  smile. 

4  Speak,  Father,  to  the  anxious  heart, 
Till  every  fear  and  doubt  depart ; 
For  we  can  find  no  home  or  rest. 
Till  with  thy  Spirit's  whispers  blest. 

5  Speak  to  convince,  forgive,  console : 
Childlike  we  yield  to  thy  control ; 
These  hearts,  too  often  closed  before, 
Would  grieve  thy  patient  love  no  more. 

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OPENING  HYMNS. 

681  God  is  here.  L.  M. 

>E  still !  be  still !  for  all  around, 
On  either  hand,  is  holy  ground : 
Here  in  his  house,  the  Lord  to-day 
Will  listen,  while  his  people  pray. 

2  Thou,  tossed  upon  the  waves  of  care 
Ready  to  sink  with  deep  despair. 
Here  ask  relief,  with  heart  sincere. 
And  thou  shalt  find  that  God  is  here. 

3  Thou  who  hast  laid  within  the  grave 
Those  whom  thou  hadst  no  power  to  save, 
Now  to  the  mercy-seat  draw  near, 

With  all  thy  woes,  for  God  is  here. 

4  Thou  who  hast  dear  ones  far  away. 
In  foreign  lands,  'mid  ocean's  spray. 
Pray  for  them  now,  and  dry  the  tear, 
And  trust  the  God  who  listens  here. 

5  Thou  who  art  mourning  o'er  thy  sin, 
Deploring  guilt  that  reigns  within, 
The  God  of  peace  is  ever  near; 
The  troubled  spirit  meets  him  here. 

()85  ^  MTiYZ  come  in.  L.  M. 

Rev.  3 :  20. 

BLEST  the  souls,  for  ever  blest. 
Where  God  as  sovereign  is  confest; 
0  happy  hearts,  the  blessed  homes 
To  which  the  King  in  glory  comes! 

Fling  wide  thy  portals,  0  my  heart ! 
Be  thou  a  temple  set  apart ; 
So  shall  thy  Sovereign  enter  in, 
And  new  and  nobler  life  begin. 

Deliverer,  come!  we  open  wide 
Our  hearts  to  thee;  here.  Lord,  abide! 
Let  all  thy  glorious  presence  feel ; 
Thou — King  of  saints !  thyself  reveal. 
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PUPLIC  WORSHIP: 

(586       Blessed  are  they  that  dwell  in  thy  house.       L.  M. 

Psalm  «4  :  4. 

HOW  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 
0  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are! 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 
To  meet  the  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  My  soul  would  rest  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God; 
My  God!  my  King!  why  should  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee ! 

3  Blest  are  the  souls  who  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise. 

4  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate ; 

God  is  their  strength,  and  through  the  road, 
They  lean  upon  their  Helper,  God. 


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687  27i(?  Iivi7ig  temple.  L.  M. 

FATHER !  with  protecting  care. 
Meet  us  in  this,  our  house  of  prayer ; 
Assembled  in  thy  sacred  name. 
Thy  promised  blessing  here  we  claim. 

2  But  chiefest  in  the  cleansed  breast, 
For  ever  let  thy  Spirit  rest, 
And  make  the  contrite  heart  to  be 
A  temple  pure  and  worthy  thee. 

688  ^y  soul  longethfor  the  courts  of  the  Lord.      L.  M. 

Psalm  84  :  2. 

LOOK  from  on  high,  great  God,  and  see 
Thy  saints  lamenting  after  thee : 
We  sigh,  we  languish,  and  complain; 
Revive  thy  gracious  work  again. 
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OPENING  HYMNS. 

2  To-day  thy  cheering  grace  impart, 
Bind  up  and  heal  the  broken  heart; 
Our  sins  subdue,  our  souls  restore, 
And  let  our  foes  prevail  no  more. 

3  Thy  presence  in  thy  house  afford. 
And  bless  the  preaching  of  thy  word, 
That  sinners  may  their  danger  see. 
And  now  begin  to  mourn  for  thee. 

689  Homage  and  devotion.  C  M. 

WITH  sacred  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 
To  those  bright  realms  above, 
That  glorious  temple  in  the  skies. 
Where  dwells  eternal  Love. 

2  Before  the  gracious  throne  we  bow 

Of  heaven's  almighty  King ; 
Here  we  present  the  solemn  vow, 
And  hymns  of  praise  we  sing. 

3  0  Lord,  while  in  thy  house  we  kneel, 

With  trust  and  holy  fear, 
Thy  mercy  and  thy  truth  reveal, 
And  lend  a  gracious  ear. 

4  With  fervor  teach  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  tune  our  lips  to  sing; 
.  Nor  from  thy  presence  cast  away 
The  sacrifice  we  bring. 

690  -^'/if  thou  the  light  of  thy  countenance,  etc.      C.  M. 

Psalm  4  :  6 

WITHIN  thy  house,  0  Lord,  our  God, 
In  glory  now  appear; 
Make  this  a  place  of  thine  abode. 
And  shed  thy  blessings  here. 

2  When  we  thy  mercy-seat  surround. 
Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  impart ; 
And  let  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound. 
With  power,  reach  every  heart. 
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PUBLIC  WORSHIP: 

3  Here  let  the  blind  their  sight  obtain ; 

Here  give  the  mourners  rest ; 
Let  Jesus  here  triumphant  reign, 
Enthroned  in  every  breast. 

4  Here  let  the  voice  of  sacred  joy 

And  humble  prayer  arise, 
Till  higher  strains  our  tongues  employ 
In  realms  beyond  the  skies. 

691  The  house  of  God.  C.  M. 

MY  soul !  how  lovely  is  the  place, 
To  which  thy  God  resorts! 
'Tis  heaven  to  see  his  smiling  face. 
Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 

2  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  skies 

His  saving  power  displays, 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes. 
With  kind  and  quickening  rays. 

3  There,  mighty  God !  thy  words  declare 

The  secrets  of  thy  will ; 
And  still  we  seek  thy  mercy  there. 
And  sing  thy  praises  still. 

692  What  shall  I  render.  CM. 

Psalm  116:  12. 

'HAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God 
For  all  his  kindness  shown  ? 
My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

Among  the  saints  that  fill  thy  house,  /  / 

My  offerings  shall  be  paid ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 

My  soul  in  anguish  made. 

How  happy  all  thy  servants  are, 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care. 

Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 
414 


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OPENING  HYMNS. 

4  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 
Nor  shall  my  purpose  move  ; 
Thy  hand  hath  loosed  my  bonds  of  pain,      , 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

6  Here  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 
And  thy  rich  grace  record ; 
Witness,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 

693       They  shall  mount  up  with  wings  as  eagles.    C  M. 

Isaiah  40 :  31. 

COME,  0  thou  King  of  all  thy  saints, 
Our  humble  tribute  own. 
While,  with  our  praises  and  complaints. 
We  bow  before  thy  throne. 

2  How  should  our  songs,  like  those  above, 

With  warm  devotion  rise ! 
How  should  our  souls  on  wings  of  love. 
Mount  upward  to  the  skies ! 

3  But,  ah,  the  song,  how  faint  it  flows ! 

How  languid  our  desire  ! 
How  dim  the  sacred  passion  glows. 
Till  thou  the  heart  inspire ! 

4  Blest  Saviour,  let  thy  glory  shine. 

And  fill  thy  dwellings  here. 
Till  life,  and  love,  and  joy  divine, 
A  heaven  on  earth  appear. 
694:  Again  the  Lord  of  light  and  life.  C.  M. 

AGAIN  the  Lord  of  light  and  life 
Awakes  the  kindling  ray. 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn. 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

2  0  what  a  night  was  that  which  wrapt 
The  heathen  world  in  gloom ! 
0  what  a  Sun  which  rose  this  day 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb ! 
415 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP: 

3  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid 

And  loud  hosannas  sung; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

4  Ten  thousand  different  lips  shall  join 

To  hail  this  welcome  morn, 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 
To  nations  yet  unborn. 

695  With  the  pure  thou  wilt  show  thyself  pure.       C.  M. 

2  Sam.  22 :  27. 

THE  offerings  to  thy  throne  which  rise, 
Of  mingled  praise  and  prayer. 
Are  but  a  worthless  sacrifice 
Unless  the  heart  is  there. 

2  Upon  thine  all-discerning  ear 

Let  no  vain  words  intrude ; 
No  tribute  but  the  vow  sincere — 
The  tribute  of  the  good. 

3  My  offerings  will  indeed  be  blest, 

If  sanctified  by  thee — 
If  thy  pure  Spirit  touch  my  breast 
With  its  own  purity. 

4  0,  may  that  Spirit  warm  my  heart 

To  piety  and  love, 
And  to  life's  lowly  vale  impart 
Some  rays  from  heaven  above. 

696  ^et  tis  go  up  to  the  house  of  the  Lord.       C.  M. 

Psalm  122:  1. 

AGAIN  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 
And  to  thy  courts  repair ; 
Again,  with  joyful  feet,  we  come 
To  meet  our  Saviour  here. 
2  Within  these  walls  let  holy  peace. 
And  love,  and  concord  dwell ; 
Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 
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OPENING  HYMNS. 

3  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 

The  humble  mind,  bestow: 
And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high. 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 

4  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 

In  faith  present  our  prayers. 
And  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord, 

Unbosom  all  our  cares. 
6  Show  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 

Our  fainting  hope  to  raise, 
And  pour  thy  blessings  from  above, 

That  we  may  render  praise. 

697  Quicken  us,  and  we  will  call  on  thy  name.     C  M. 

Psalm  80:  18. 

COME,  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  heart; 
Inspire  each  lifeless  tongue ; 
And  let  the  joys  of  heaven  impart 
Their  influence  to  our  song. 

2  Then  to  the  shining  realms  of  bliss 

The  wings  of  faith  shall  soar. 
And  all  the  charms  of  Paradise 
Our  raptured  thoughts  explore. 

3  There  shall  the  followers  of  the  Lamb 

Join  in  immortal  songs. 
And  endless  honors  to  his  name 

Employ  their  tuneful  tongues. 
3  Lord,  tune  our  hearts  to  praise  and  love ; 

Our  feeble  notes  inspire. 
Till,  in  thy  blissful  courts  above. 

We  join  the  heavenly  choir. 

698  Early  will  I  seek  thee.  C.  M. 

Psalm  63 :  1. 

EARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
I  haste  to  seek  thy  face ; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 
417 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP: 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

3  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys. 

Can  my  best  passions  move. 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  day, 

I  '11  bless  my  God  and  King; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

699  The  morrow  after  the  Sabbath.  C.  M. 

Lev.  23  :  11. 

BLEST  day  of  God!  most  calm,  most  bright, 
The  first  and  best  of  days : 
The  laborer's  rest,  the  saint's  delight, 
The  day  of  prayer  and  praise. 

2  My  Saviour's  face  made  thee  to  shine ; 

His  rising  thee  did  raise : 
And  made  thee  heavenly  and  divine 
Beyond  all  other  days. 

3  The  first-fruits  oft  a  blessing  prove 

To  all  the  sheaves  behind : 
And  they  who  do  the  Lord's  day  love, 
A  happy  week  shall  find. 

4  This  day  I  must  to  God  appear, 

For,  Lord,  the  day  is  thine  ; 
Help  me  to  spend  it  in  thy  fear. 
And  thus  to  make  it  mine. 

700  Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord.  S.  M. 

Neh.  9 :  5. 

STAND  up  and  bless  the  Lord, 
Ye  people  of  his  choice ; 
Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice. 
418 


OPENING  HYMNS. 

2  0  for  the  living  flame, 

From  his  own  altar  brought, 
To  touch  our  lips,  our  minds  inspire, 
And  raise  to  heaven  our  thought ! 

3  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 

And  his  salvation  ours; 
Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaimed 
With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 

4  Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord, 

The  Lord  your  God  adore; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  his  glorious  name. 
Henceforth  for  evermore. 

701  Come^  we  that  love  the  Lord,  S.  M. 

COME,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  our  joys  be  known; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surjound  the  throne. 

2  The  sorrows  of  the  mind 

Be  banished  from  this  place! 
Religion  never  was  designed 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 

3  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 

Who  never  knew  our  God; 
But  children  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

4  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below ; 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  hope  and  faith  may  grow. 

5  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 
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PUBLIC  WORSHIP: 

6  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 
And  every  tear  be  dry ; 
We  're  marching  o'er  this  hallowed  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

702  Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad.  S.  M. 

COME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
And  hymns  of  glory  sing; 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  formed  the  deeps  unknown ; 

He  gave  the  seas  their  bound; 
The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne  ; 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord; 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own; 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice. 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice. 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

703  Blessed  they  that  hunger.  S.  M. 

Matt.  5  :  6. 

HUNGRY,  and  faint,  and  poor, 
Behold  us,  Lord,  again 
Assembled  at  thy  mercy's  door. 
Thy  bounty  to  obtain. 

2  Thy  w^ord  invites  us  nigh. 

Or  we  would  starve  indeed ; 
For  we  no  money  have  to  buy. 
Nor  righteousness  to  plead. 

3  The  food  our  spirits  want. 

Thy  hand  alone  can  give; 
0!  hear  the  prayer  of  faith,  and  grant 
That  we  may  eat  and  live ! 
420 


OPENING  HYMNS. 

704         -^5  I  have  seen  thee  in  the  sanctuary.         S.  M. 

Psalm  63 :  2. 


11 /lY  God,  permit  my  tongue 


This  joy,  to  call  thee  mine ; 
And  let  my  early  cries  prevail, 
To  taste  thy  love  divine. 

Within  thy  churches.  Lord, 

I  long  to  find  my  place ; 
Thy  power  and  glory  to  behold. 

And  feel  thy  quickening  grace. 

Since  thou  hast  been  my  help. 

To  thee  my  spirit  flies ; 
And  on  thy  watchful  providence, 

My  cheerful  hope  relies. 

The  shadow  of  thy  wings 

My  soul  in  safety  keeps ; 
I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 

And  he  supports  my  steps. 

705  Reunion.  S.  M. 

ND  are  we  yet  alive, 
And  see  each  other's  face  ? 
Glory  and  praise  to  Jesus  give. 
For  his  preserving  grace. 

2  What  troubles  have  we  seen ! 
What  conflicts  have  we  past ! 

Fightings  without,  and  fears  within, 
Since  we  assembled  last. 

3  But  out  of  all,  the  Lord 
Hath  brought  us  by  his  love; 

And  still  he  doth  his  help  afford, 
And  hides  our  life  above. 

4  Then  let  us  make  our  boast 
Of  his  redeeming  power. 

Which  saves  us  to  the  uttermost. 
Till  we  can  sin  no  more. 
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PUBLIC  WORSHIP: 

706  Come  into  his  courts.  7s. 

Psalm  96 :  8. 

rpO  thy  temple  we  repair ; 
JL   Lord,  we  love  to  worship  there ; 
There,  within  the  vail,  we  meet 
Christ  upon  the  mercy-seat. 

2  While  thy  glorious  name  is  sung, 
Tune  our  lips,  inspire  our  tongue; 
Then  our  joyful  souls  shall  bless 
Christ,  the  Lord,  our  Righteousness. 


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707  The  unify  of  the  Spirit.  7s. 

Eph.  4 :  3. 

^\4lTHER,  hear  our  humble  claim ; 
We  are  met  in  thy  great  name; 
In  the  midst  do  thou  appear, 
Manifest  thy  presence  here. 

2  Lord,  our  fellowship  increase ; 
Knit  us  in  the  bond  of  peace ; 
Join  our  hearts,  0  Father !  join 
Each  to  each,  and  all  to  thine. 

3  Build  us  in  one  spirit  up. 

Called  in  one  high  calling's  hope — 
One  the  spirit,  one  the  aim. 
One  the  pure  baptismal  flame. 

708  Wait  on  the  Lord,  etc.  7s. 

Psalm  27  :  14. 

LORD,  we  come  before  thee  now; 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow: 
0  do  not  our  suit  disdain. 
Shall  we  seek  thee.  Lord,  in  vain  ? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend, 
In  compassion  now  descend; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace ; 
Tune  our  lips  to  ging  thy  praise. 
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OPENING  HYMNS. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee;  here  we  stay; 
Lord,  fiK)m  hence  we  would  not  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

4  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn; 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return ; 

Those  that  are  cast  down,  lift  up ; 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 

5  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee  a  God  supremely  kind; 
Heal  the  sick ;  the  captive  free ; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

709  Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating.         8s  &  7s. 

FAR  from  mortal  cares  retreating, 
Sordid  hopes,  and  vain  desires. 
Here  our  willing  footsteps  meeting, 

Every  heart  to  heaven  aspires. 
From  the  Fount  of  glory  beaming, 

Light  celestial  cheers  our  eyes, 
Mercy  from  above  proclaiming 
Peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies. 

2  Blessings  all  around  bestowing, 

God  withholds  his  care  from  none; 
Grace  and  mercy  ever  flowing 

From  the  fountain  of  his  throne. 
Lord,  with  favor  still  attend  us ; 

Bless  us  with  thy  wondrous  love; 
Thou,  our  Sun,  our  Shield,  defend  us; 

All  our  hope  is  from  above. 

710  Love  divine,  all  love  excelling.  8s  &  7s. 

LOVE  divine,  all  love  excelling, 
Joy  of  heaven  to  earth  come  down ! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling: 
All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown ; 
423 


PUPLIC  WORSHIP: 

Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art, 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation. 

Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  0,  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast : 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit. 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest. 
Take  away  the  love  of  sinning. 

Take  our  load  of  guilt  away ; 
End  the  work  of  thy  beginning, 

Bring  us  to  eternal  day. 

3  Carry  on  thy  new  creation. 

Pure  and  holy  may  we  be ; 
Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation, 

Perfectly  secured  by  thee ; 
Change  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place ; 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

711  The  Lord  is  in  his  holy  temple.         8s,  7s  &  4s. 

Heb.  2 :  20. 

GOD  is  in  his  holy  temple. 
All  the  earth  keep  silence  here  j 
Worship  him  in  truth  and  spirit. 
Reverence  him  with  godly  fear; 

Holy,  holy. 
Lord  of  hosts,  our  Lord,  appear. 

2  God  in  Christ  reveals  his  presence. 
Throned  upon  the  mercy-seat : 
Saints,  rejoice !  and  sinners,  tremble ! 
Each  prepare  his  God  to  meet : 

Lowly,  lowly, 
Bow  adoring  at  his  feet. 
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OPENING  HYMNS. 

3  Hail  him  here  with  songs  of  praises, 

Him  with  prayers  of  faith  surround; 
Hearken  to  his  glorious  gospel, 
While  the  preacher's  lips  expound; 

Blessed,  blessed, 
They  who  know  the  joyful  sound. 

4  Though  the  heaven,, and  heaven  of  heavens, 

0  thou  Great  Unsearchable! 
Are  too  mean  to  comprehend  thee. 
Thou  with  man  art  pleased  to  dwell ; 

Welcome,  welcome, 
God  with  us,  Immanuel. 

712  -Ai  the  hour  of  prayer.  8s  &  6s. 

Acts  3  :  1. 

BLEST  is  the  hour  when  cares  depart. 
And  earthly  scenes  are  far — 
When  tears  of  woe  forget  to  start, 
And  gently  dawns  upon  the  heart 
Devotion's  holy  star. 

2  Blest  is  the  place  where  angels  bend 

To  hear  our  worship  rise. 
Where  kindred  hearts  their  musings  blend, 
And  all  the  soul's  affections  tend 

Beyond  the  vailing  skies. 

3  Blest  are  the  hallowed  vows  that  bind 

Man  to  his  w^ork  of  love — 
Bind  him  to  cheer  the  humble  mind. 
Console  the  weeping,  lead  the  blind. 

And  guide  to  joys  above. 

4  Sweet  shall  the  song  of  glory  swell. 

Saviour  divine,  to  thee. 
When  they  whose  work  is  finished  well. 
In  thy  own  courts  of  rest  shall  dwell, 

Blest  through  eternity. 
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PUBLIC  WORSHIP : 

713  Bejoice  with  trembling.  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

Psalm  2:  11. 

IN  thy  name,  0  Lord,  assembling, 
We  thy  people,  now  draw  near; 
Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling; 
0  that  we  this  day  may  hear — 

Hear  with  meekness — 
Hear  thy  word  with  godly  fear. 

2  While  our  days  on  earth  are  lengthened, 

May  we  give  them,  Lord,  to  thee  ! 
Cheered  by  hope,  and  daily  strengthened, 
We  would  run,  nor  weary  be. 

Till  thy  glory. 
Without  clouds,  in  heaven  we  see. 

3  There,  in  worship,  purer,  sweeter, 

All  thy  people  shall  adore ; 
Tasting  of  enjoyment  greater 

Than  they  could  conceive  before; 

Full  enjoyment — 
Holy  bliss  for  evermore. 

714:  Longing  for  the  house  of  God.  H.  M. 

LORD  of  the  worlds  above. 
How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love. 

Thy  earthly  temples,  are! 
To  thy  abode  my  heart  aspires. 
With  warm  desires  to  see  my  God. 

2  0,  happy  souls,  who  pray 

Where  God  appoints  to  hear! 
0,  happy  men,  who  pay 

Their  constant  service  there! 
They  praise  thee  still ;  and  happy  they 
Who  love  the  way  to  Zion's  hill. 
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CLOSING  HYMNS. 

3  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 

Till  each  in  heaven  appears: 
0  glorious  seat,  when  God,  our  King 
Shall  thither  bring  our  willing  feet. 

CLOSING  HYMNS. 

71d       He  shall  go  in  and  out  and  find  pasture.        L.  M. 

John  10 :  9. 

ATOW  may  the  Lord  our  Shepherd  lead 
J-i    To  living  streams  his  little  tlock ; 
May  he  in  flowery  pastures  feed ; 
Shade  us  at  noon  beneath  the  rock! 

2  Now  may  we  hear  our  Shepherd's  voice, 

And  gladly  answer  to  his  call ; 
Now  may  our  hearts  for  him  rejoice. 

Who  knows,  and  names,  and  loves  us  all. 

3  When  the  Chief  Shepherd  shall  appear. 

And  small  and  great  before  him  stand, 
0,  be  the  flock  assembling  here 

Found  with  the  sheep  on  his  right  hand ! 

71(3  Walking  with  God.  L.  M. 

THROUGH  all  this  life's  eventful  road. 
Fain  would  I  walk  with  thee,  my  God, 
And  find  thy  presence  light  around. 
And  every  step  on  holy  ground. 

2  Each  blessing  would  I  trace  to  thee; 
In  every  grief,  thy  mercy  see ; 

And  through  the  paths  of  duty  move. 
Conscious  of  thine  encircling  love. 

3  And  when  the  angel  Death  stands  by, 
Be  this  my  strength,  that  thou  art  nigh  ; 
And  this  my  joy,  that  I  shall  be 

With  those  who  dwell  in  light  with  thee. 
427 


PUBLIC  WOllSHIP : 

717  The  Lord  bless  thee,  and  keep  thee.         L.  M. 

Num.  6 :  24. 

ERE  to  the  world  again  we  go, 
Its  pleasures,  cares,  and  idle  show, 
Thy  grace,  once  more,  0  God,  we  crave. 
From  folly  and  from  sin  to  save. 

2  May  the  great  truths  we  here  have  heard — 
The  lessons  of  thy  holy  Word — 

Dwell  in  our  inmost  bosoms  deep, 
And  all  our  souls  from  error  keep. 

3  0,  may  the  influence  of  this  day 
Long  as  our  memory  with  us  stay. 
And  as  an  angel  guardian  prove, 
To  guide  us  to  our  home  above. 

718  Let  all  the  people  praise  thee.  L.  M. 

Psalm  67 :  5. 

EROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise : 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word : 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

719  Grapes  from  Eshcol.  L.  M. 

Num.  13 :  24. 

HAPPY  the  saints  whose  lot  is  cast 
Where  oft  is  heard  the  gospel  sound ; 
The  word  is  pleasing  to  their  taste, 
A  healing  balm  for  every  wound. 

2  With  joy  they  hasten  to  the  place 

Where  they  their  Saviour  oft  have  met; 
And  while  they  feast  upon  his  grace. 
Their  burdens  and  their  griefs  forget. 
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CLOSING  HYMNS. 

3  This  favored  lot,  my  friends,  is  ours; 
May  we  the  privilege  improve, 
And  find  these  consecrated  hours 
Sweet  earnests  of  the  joys  above. 

720  -^  parting  hymn.  L.  M. 

COME,  Christian  brethren,  ere  we  part, 
Join  every  voice  arid  every  heart; 
One  solemn  hymn  to  God  we  raise, 
One  final  song  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Christians,  we  here  may  meet  no  more; 
But  there  is  yet  a  happier  shore ; 
And  there,  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
Dear  brethren,  we  shall  meet  again. 

721  -SW  us  all  depart  in  peace.  L.  M. 

DISMISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord ; 
Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word ; 
All  that  has  been  amiss,  forgive. 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good; 
Cleanse  all  our  sins  in  Jesus'  blood; 
Give  every  burdened  soul  release, 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 

722  I  will  7iot  forget  thy  word.  L.  M. 

Psalm  119  :  16. 

LORD,  how  delightful  'tis  to  see 
A  whole  assembly  worship  thee. 
At  once  they  sing,  at  once  they  pray! 
They  hear  of  heaven,  and  learn  the  way. 

2  0  write  upon  my  memory.  Lord, 
The  text  and  doctrine  of  thy  word ; 
That  I  may  break  thy  laws  no  more. 
But  love  thee  better  than  before. 
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PUBLIC  WORSHIP: 

723  Striving  together  for  the  faith,  etc.      L.M.  D. 

Phil.  1 :  27. 

LORD,  cause  thy  face  on  us  to  shine ; 
Give  us  thy  peace,  and  seal  us  thine ; 
Teach  us  to  prize  the  means  of  grace, 
And  love  thine  earthly  dwelling-place, 
One  is  our  faith,  and  one  our  Lord; 
One  body,  spirit,  hope,  reward: 
May  we  in  one  communion  be. 
One  with  each  other,  one  with  thee. 
2  Bless  all  whose  voice  salvation  brings. 
Who  minister  in  holy  things ; 
Our  pastors,  rulers,  deacons,  bless ; 
Clothe  them  with  zeal  and  righteousness: 
Let  many  in  the  judgment  day. 
Turned  from  the  error  of  their  way. 
Their  hope,  their  joy,  their  crown,  appear: 
Save  those  who  preach,  and  those  who  hear. 

724:        Lord^  now  ive  part  in  thy  blest  name.  L.  M. 

LORD,  now  we  part  in  thy  blest  name. 
In  which  we  here  together  came ; 
Grant  us  our  few  remaining  days, 
To  work  thy  will  and  spread  thy  praise. 
2  Teach  us,  in  life  and  death,  to  bless 

Thee,  Lord,  our  strength  and  righteousness  j 
And  grant  us  all  to  meet  above. 
Where  we  shall  better  sing  thy  love ! 
725  '^^^  pillar  and  cloud.  L.  M, 

0  PRESENT  still,  though  still  unseen, 
When  brightly  shines  the  prosperous  day, 
Be  thoughts  of  thee  a  cloudy  screen, 
To  temper  the  deceitful  ray! 
2  And,  0,  when  gathers  on  our  path 

In  shade  and  storm  the  frequent  night, 
Be  thou,  long-suffering,  slow  to  wrath, 
A  burning  and  a  shining  light. 
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CLOSING  HYMNS: 

726  "  Up  to  the  hills,  Ilift  mine  eyes"  L.  M. 

Psalm  121. 

UP  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
Th'  eternal  hills  beyond  the  skies; 
Thence  all  her  help  my  soul  derives, 
There  my  almighty  Refuge  lives. 

2  He  lives — the  everlasting  God 

That  built  the  world,  that  spread  the  flood; 
The  heavens  with  all  their  hosts  he  made,         ^ 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead. 

3  He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way ; 
His  morning  smiles  bless  all  the  day; 
He  spreads  the  evening  vail,  and  keeps 
The  silent  hours,  while  Israel  sleeps. 

4  Israel,  a  name  divinely  blest. 
May  rise  secure,  securely  rest; 
Thy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  no  slumber,  nor  surprise. 

5  Should  earth  and  hell  with  malice  burn, 
Still  thou  shalt  go,  and  still  return. 
Safe  in  the  Lord;  his  heavenly  care 
Defends  thy  life  from  every  snare. 

727  Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demands.  L.  M. 

TO  God  the  great,  the  ever-blest. 
Let  songs  of  honor  be  addressed! 
His  mercy  firm  for  ever  stands ; 
Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demands! 
2  Who  knows  the  wonder  of  his  ways  ? 

Who  can  make  known  his  boundless  praise  ? 
Blest  are  the  souls  that  fear  him  still, 
'     And  learn  submission  to  his  will. 

728  Doxohgy.  L.  M. 

PRAISE  God,  ye  heavenly  hosts  above ! 
Praise  him  all  creatures  of  his  love  1 
Praise  him  each  morning,  noon  and  night, 
Praise  him  with  holy  sweet  delight! 
431 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

729  Thou  leadest  thy  people  like  a  flock.  C.  M. 

Psalm  77 :  20. 

T^'^HOU  art  our  Shepherd,  glorious  God ! 
i   Thy  little  flock  behold, 
And  guide  us  by  thy  staff  and  rod. 
The  children  of  thy  fold. 

2  We  praise  thy  name  that  we  were  brought 

To  this  delightful  place, 
**•  Where  we  are  watched,  and  warned,  and  taught, 
The  children  of  thy  grace. 

3  May  all  our  friends,  thy  servants  here, 

Meet  with  us  all  above. 
And  we  and  they  in  heaven  appear, 
The  children  of  thy  love. 


7«30  Prayer  for  divine  direction.  C.  M. 

ETERNAL  Source  of  life  and  light! 
Supremely  good  and  wise ! 
To  thee  we  bring  our  grateful  vows, 
To  thee  lift  up  our  eyes. 

2  Our  dark  and  erring  minds  illume 

With  truth's  celestial  rays; 
Inspire  our  hearts  with  sacred  love, 
And  tune  our  lips  to  praise. 

3  Safely  conduct  us,  by  thy  grace, 

Through  life's  perplexing  road ; 
And  place  us,  when  that  journey 's  o'er, 
At  thy  right  hand,  0  God! 

731  The  seed  of  the  word.  C.  M- 

OGOD,  by  whom  the  seed  is  given. 
By  whom  the  harvest  blest ; 
Whose  word,  like  manna  showered  from  heaven, 
Is  planted  in  our  breast ; 
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CLOSTJfG  HYMNS. 

2  Preserve  it  from  the  passing  feet, 

And  plunderers  of  the  air ; 
The  sultry's  sun's  intenser  heat, 
And  weeds  of  worldly  care ! 

3  Though  buried  deep,  or  thinly  strewn, 

Do  thou  thy  grace  supply ; 
The  hope,  in  earthly  furrows  sown, 
Shall  ripen  in  the  sky. 

732  Parting  in  hope.  CM. 

LORD,  when  together  here  we  meet,  . .-, 

And  taste  thy  heavenly  grace,  '** 

Thy  smiles  are  so  divinely  sweet. 
We  're  loath  to  leave  the  place.         j 

2  Yet,  Father,  since  it  is  thy  will  ' 

That  we  must  part  again, 
0  let  thy  gracious  presence  still 
With  every  one  remain ! 

3  Then  let  us  all  in  Christ  be  one. 

Bound  with  the  cords  of  love. 
Till  we,  around  thy  glorious  throne, 
Shall  joyous  meet  above : 

4  Where  sin  and  sorrow  from  each  heart 

Shall  then  for  ever  fly. 
And  not  one  thought  that  we  shall  part 
Once  interrupt  our  joy.  , 

733  The  good  Seed.  C.  M. 

ALMIGHTY  God,  thy  word  is  cast 
Like  seed  into  the  ground; 
Now  let  the  dew  of  heaven  descend,  ^,^ 

And  righteous  fruits  abound.  '•■♦ 

2  Let  not  the  foe  of  Christ  and  man 
This  holy  seed  remove: 
But  give  it  root  in  every  heart, 
To  bring  forth  fruits  of  love. 
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PUBLIC  WOKSHIP: 

734-  Glory  to  God.  C.  M. 

GLORY  to  God !  who  deigns  to  bless. 
This  consecrated  day, 
Unfolds  his  wondrous, promises, 
And  makes  it  sweet  to  pray. 

2  Glory  to  God !  who  deigns  to  hear 
The  humblest  sigh  we  raise, 
And  answers  every  heartfelt  prayer, 
And  hears  our  hymn  of  praise. 

735  Peace  Heave  with  you.  S.  M. 

John  14 :  27. 

LORD,  at  this  closing  hour. 
Establish  every  heart 
Upon  thy  word  of  truth  and  power 
To  keep  us  when  we  part. 

2  Peace  to  our  brethren  give ; 

Fill  all  our  hearts  with  love ; 
In  faith  and  patience  may  we  live. 
And  seek  our  rest  above. 

3  Through  changes,  bright  or  drear, 

We  would  thy  will  pursue ; 
And  toil  to  spread  thy  kingdom  here 
Till  we  its  glory  view. 

4  To  God,  the  Only  Wise, 

In  every  age  adored ; 
Let  glory  from  the  church  arise 
Through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord, 

736  ^0  the  only  wise  God,  our  Saviour.  S.  M. 

Jude  24 :  25. 

TO  God,  the  Only  Wise, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King; 
Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 
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CLOSING  HYMNS. 

'   2  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 

His  counsel  and  his  care, 
Preserve  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls. 

Unblemished  and  complete. 
Before  the  glory  of  his  face. 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 

Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 
Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer,  God, 

Wisdom  and  power  belong, 
Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
And  everlasting  song. 

737  ^od  he  merciful  to  us.  S.  M. 

Psalm  67  :  1. 

^0  bless  thy  chosen  race. 
In  mercy,  Lord,  incline ; 
And  cause  the  brightness  of  thy  face 
On  all  thy  saints  to  shine ; — 

That  so  thy  wondrous  way 

May  through  the  world  be  known: 

While  distant  lands  their  homage  pay. 
And  thy  salvation  own. 

Let  all  the  nations  join 

To  celebrate  thy  fame ; 
And  all  the  world,  0  Lord,  combine. 

To  praise  thy  glorious  name. 

738  Waiting  in  hope.  S.  M. 
lOON  we  shall  meet  again 

When  all  our  toils  are  o'er. 
Where  sin,  and  death,  and  grief,  and  pain, 
And  parting  are  no  more. 
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PUBLIC  WORSHIP: 

2  0,  happy,  happy  day 
That  calls  thy  exiles  home ; 

The  flaming  heavens  shall  pass  away, 
The  earth  receive  her  doom. 

3  Saviour,  we  wait  the  sound 
That  shall  our  souls  release. 

And  labor  that  we  may  be  found 
Of  thee  in  perfect  peace. 

739  Absent  in  the  flesh — present  in  the  spirit.         S.  M. 
ND  let  our  bodies  part, 

To  different  climes  repair ; 
Still  and  for  ever  joined  in  heart 
The  friends  of  Jesus  are. 

2  O  let  us  still  proceed 

In  Jesus'  work  below ; 
And  following  our  triumphant  Head, 
To  further  conquests  go. 

3  0  let  our  heart  and  mind. 

Great  God,  to  thee  ascend, 
That  haven  of  repose  to  find. 
Where  all  our  labors  end  j 

4  Where  all  our  toils  are  o'er. 

Our  suffering  and  our  pain : 
Who  meet  on  that  eternal  shore 
Shall  never  part  again. 

740  The  spread  of  truth.  S.  M. 

THY  name,  almighty  Lord, 
Shall  sound  through  distant  lands : 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure  thy  word ; 
Thy  truth  for  ever  stands. 

2  Far  be  thine  honor  spread, 

And  long  thy  praise  endure, 
Till  morning  light  and  evening  shade 
Shall  be  exchanged  no  more. 
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CLOSING  HYMNS. 

74:1  Blessedness  of  the  pure  in  heart.  S.  M. 

BLEST  are  the  pure  in  heart 
For  they  shall  see  our  God ; 
The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs ; 
Their  soul  is  his  abode. 
2  Still  to  the  lowly  soul 

He  doth  himself  impart, 
And  for  his  temple  and  his  throne 
Selects  the  pure  in  heart. 


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742  Sead  of  the  Church  triumphant.  7s.  peculiar. 

EAD  of  the  Church  triumphant! 
We  joyfully  adore  thee ; 
Till  thou  appear,  thy  members  here 

Shall  sing  like  those  in  glory. 
We  lift  our  hearts  and  voices 

In  blest  anticipation, 
And  cry  aloud,  and  give  to  God 
The  praise  of  our  salvation. 


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743  I'salm  117.  7s. 

LL  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord  ; 
All  ye  lands,  your  voices  raise  ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  with  loud  accord 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  ever  praise. 
2  For  his  truth  and  mercy  stand, 
Past,  and  present,  and  to  be, 
Like  the  years  of  his  right  hand, 
Like  his  own  eternity. 

744  Suplication — with  thanJcsgiving.  7s. 

Phil.  4:6. 

THANKS  for  mercies  past  receive ; 
Pardon  of  our  sins  renew; 
Teach  us,  henceforth,  how  to  live 
With  eternity  in  view. 
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PUBLIC  WOESHIP: 

2  Blest  thy  word  to  old  and  young , 

Grant  us,  Lord,  thy  peace  and  love ; 
And,  when  life's  short  race  is  run, 
Take  us  to  thy  house  above. 

745  (^^iide  us,  Lord.  7s,  double. 

GUIDE  us.  Lord !  while,  hand  in  hand, 
Journing  toward  the  better  land; 
Foes  we  know  are  to  be  met. 
Snares  the  pilgrim's  path  beset; 
Clouds  upon  the  valley  rest, 
Rough  and  dark  the  mountain's  breast ; 
And  our  home  can  not  be  gained. 
Save  through  trials  well  sustained. 
2  Guide  us  while  we  onward  move. 
Linked  in  closest  bonds  of  love. 
Striving  for  the  holy  mind, 
And  the  soul  from  sense  refined ; 
That  when  life  no  longer  burns. 
And  the  dust  to  dust  returns, 
With  the  strength  which  thou  hast  given, 
We  may  rise  to  thee  and  heaven. 

74:6  27ie  God  of  Peace — make  you  perfect  7s. 

Heb.  13 :  20. 

OW  may  he,  who  from  the  dead 
Brought  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Jesus  Christ  our  King  and  Head, 

All  our  souls  in  safety  keep ! 
May  he  teach  us  to  fulfill 

What  is  pleasing  in  his  sight; 
Perfect  us  in  all  his  will. 

And  preserve  us  day  and  night. 
Great  Redeemer!  thee  we  praise. 

Who  the  covenant  sealed  with  blood 
While  our  hearts  and  voices  raise 
Loud  thanksgiving  unto  God. 
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CLOSING  HYMNS. 

747  CoZ.  1:11,  12.  7s. 

GLORIOUS  in  thy  saints  appear; 
Plant  thy  heavenly  kingdom  here ; 
Light  and  life  to  all  impart ; 
Shine  on  each  believing  heart; 

2  And,  in  every  grace  complete, 
Make  us.  Lord,  for  glory  meet ; 
Till  we  stand  before  thy  sight. 
Partners  with  the  saints  in  light. 

748  I  will  never  leave  thee.  7s. 

Heb.  13 :  5. 

FOR  a  season  called  to  part, 
Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

2  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  prayer ; 

Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep, 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong ; 

Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain ; 
Give  us,  if  thou  wilt,  ere  long 
Here  to  meet  in  peace  again. 

749  Doxology.  7s.  double. 

FATHER!  glory  be  to  thee, 
Source  of  all  the  good  we  see ! 
Glory  for  the  blessed  Light 
Rising  on  the  ancient  night! 
Glory  for  the  hopes  that  come 
Streaming  through  the  silent  tomb! 
Glory  for  thy  Spirit  given. 
Guiding  us  in  peace  to  heaven ! 
489 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP: 

750  The  salutation  of  peace.  8s  &  7s. 

PEx'\.CE  be  to  this  congregation ! 
Peace  to  every  heart  therein ! 
Peace,  the  earnest  of  salvation, 
Peace,  the  fruit  of  conquered  sin ; 

2  Peace,  that  speaks  the  heavenly  Giver;    -il 

Peace,  to  worldly  minds  unknown, 
Peace,  that  floweth,  as  a  river. 
From  the  eternal  Source  alone. 

3  0  thou  God  of  Peace!  be  near  us, 

Fix  within  our  hearts  thy  home ; 
With  thy  bright  appearing  cheer  us, 
In  thy  blessed  freedom  come. 

4  Come,  with  all  thy  revelations, 

Truth  which  we  so  long  have  sought; 
Come  with  thy  deep  consolations, 

Peace  of  God  which  passeth  thought! 

751  Closing  hymn.  8s  &  7s. 

ISRAEL'S  Shepherd,  guide  me,  feed  me,. 
Through  my  pilgrimage  below, 
And  beside  the  waters  lead  me, 
"Where  thy  flock  rejoicing  go. 

2  Lord,  thy  guardian  presence  ever, 
Meekly  kneeling,  I  implore ; 
I  have  found  thee,  and  would  never, 
Never  wander  from  thee  more. 

752  Apostolic  benediction.  8s  &  7s. 

MAY  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love. 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor. 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 
440 


CLOSING  HYMNS. 

2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord ; 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  can  not  afford. 

753  Praise  to  Christ.  8s  &  7s. 

WORSHIP,  honor,  glory,  blessing, 
Be  to  him  who  reigns  above ! 
Young  and  old  thy  Name  confessing, 
Saviour !  let  us  share  thy  love ! 

2  As  the  saints  in  heaven  adore  thee, 
We  would  bow  before  thy  throne; 
As  thine  angels  bow  before  thee. 
So  on  earth  thy  will  be  done ! 

754  Dismission.  8s,  7s&4s. 

LORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing. 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace ; 

0  refresh  us! 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration 

For  the  gospel's  joyful  sound ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound; 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

3  So,  whene'er  the  signaPs  given 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away ; 
Borne  on  angel's  wings  to  heaven 
Glad  the  summons  to  obey. 

May  we  ready. 
Rise  and  reign  in  endless  day. 
441 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP: 

755  Keep  us,  Lord.  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

KEEP  us,  Lord,  oh,  keep  us  ever! 
Vain  our  hope,  if  left  by  thee ; 
We  are  thine;  oh,  leave  us  never, 
Till  thy  glorious  face  we  see ! 

Then  to  praise  thee 

Through  a  bright  eternity. 

2  Precious  is  thy  word  of  promise, 

Precious  to  thy  people  here; 

Never  take  thy  presence  from  us, 

Jesus,  Saviour,  still  be  near; 

Living,  dying, 
May  thy  name  our  spirits  cheer. 

766  ^od  of  our  salvation,  hear  us.         8s,  7s  &  4s. 

GOD  of  our  salvation,  hear  us; 
Bless,  0  bless  us,  ere  we  go ; 
When  we  join  the  world,  be  near  us. 
Lest  we  cold  and  careless  grow ; 

Saviour,  keep  us — 
Keep  us  safe  from  every  foe. 
2  As  our  steps  are  drawing  nearer 
To  the  place  we  call  our  home. 
May  our  view  of  heaven  grow  clearer, 
Hope  more  bright  of  joys  to  come; 

And  when  dying. 
May  thy  presence  cheer  the  gloom. 

757  Praise  for  salvation.  7s  &  6s. 

TO  thee  be  praise  for  ever. 
Thou  glorious  King  of  kings ! 
Thy  wondrous  love  and  favor 
Each  ransomed  spirit  sings. 
2  We  '11  celebrate  thy  glory. 
With  all  thy  saints  above, 
And  shout  the  joyful  story 
Of  thy  redeeming  love. 
442 


THE  NEW  LIFE— TRUST  AND  JOY. 

758        To  God,  and  the  word  of  his  grace.  H,  M. 

Acts  20  :  32. 

TO  thee  our  wants  are  known, 
From  thee  are  all  our  powers ; 
Accept  what  is  thine  own, 

And  pardon  what  is  ours  : 
Our  praises.  Lord,  and  prayers,  receive, 
And  to  thy  words  a  blessing  give. 

2  0,  grant  that  each  of  us 

Now  met  before  thee  here. 
May  meet  together  thus. 

When  thou  and  thine  appear: 
To  thy  blest  presence  may  we  come 
And  dwell  in  an  eternal  home. 


759  Shoio  me -a  token  for  good.  P.M. 

Psalm   86 :  17. 

OF  thy  love  some  gracious  token 
Grant  us,  Lord,  before  we  go ; 
Bless  thy  word  which  has  been  spoken ; 

Life  and  peace  on  all  bestow  1 
When  we  join  the  world  again, 
Let  our  hearts  with  thee  remain ; 
0  direct  us 
And  protect  us, 
Till  we  gain  the  heavenly  shore 
Where  thy  people  want  no  more ! 


THE  NEW  LIFE— TRUST  AND  JOY. 

760  The  peace  of  God.  L.  M. 

Phil.  4  :  7. 

0  PEACE  of  God,  sweet  peace  of  God! 
Where  broods  on  earth  this  gentle  dove ! 
Where  spread  thsoe  pure  and  downy  wings 
To  shelter  him  whom  God  doth  love  ? 
443 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

2  Whence  comes  this  blessing  of  the  soul, 

This  silent  joy  which  can  not  fade? 
This  glory,  tranquil,  holy,  bright, 
Pervading  sorrow's  deepest  shade  ? 

3  The  peace  of  God,  the  peace  of  God! 

It  shines  as  clear  'mid  cloud  and  storm 
As  in  the  calmest  summer  day, 

'Mid  chill  as  in  the  sunlight  warm. 

4  0  peace  of  God!  earth  hath  no  power 

To  shed  thine  unction  o'er  the  heart; 
Its  smile  can  never  bring  it  here — 
Its  frown  ne'er  bid  its  light  depart. 

5  Calm  peace  of  God,  in  holy  trust, 

In  love  and  faith,  thy  presence  dwells — 
In  patient  suffering  and  toil 

Where  mercy's  gentle  tear-drop  swells. 

6  Sweet  peace  !  0  let  thy  heavenly  ray 

Shed  its  calm  radiance  o'er  my  road ; 
Its  kindly  light  shall  cheer  me  on — 
Guide  to  the  endless  peace  of  God. 

761  God  our  Father.  L.  M. 

IS  there  a  lone  and  dreary  hour. 
When  worldly  pleasures  lose  their  power? 
My  Father !  let  me  turn  to  thee. 
And  set  each  thought  of  darkness  free. 

2  Is  there  a  time  of  rushing  grief, 
Which  scorns  the  prospect  of  relief? 
My  Father !  break  the  cheerless  gloom, 
And  bid  my  heart  its  calm  resume. 

3  Is  there  an  hour  of  peace  and  joy 
When  hope  is  all  my  soul's  employ  ? 
My  Father !  still  my  hopes  will  roam. 
Until  they  rest  with  thee,  their  home. 

444 


TRUST  AND  JOY. 


4  The  noontide  blaze,  the  midnight  scene, 
The  dawn,  or  twilight's  sweet  serene, 
The  glow  of  life,  the  dying  hour. 
Shall  own  my  Father's  grace  and  powder. 


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762  The  secret  place  of  the  Host  High.        L.  M.  D. 

Psalm  91  :  1. 

THIS  is  blessing,  this  is  rest ! 
Into  thine  arms,  0  Lord !  I  flee ; 
I  hide  me  in  thy  faithful  breast, 

And  pour  out  all  my  soul  to  thee, 
Now,  hushing  every  adverse  sound, 
Songs  of  defense  my  soul  surround, 
As  if  all  saints  encamped  about 
One  trusting  heart,  pursued  by  doubt. 

2  And  0,  how  solemn,  yet  how  sweet. 
Their  one  assured,  persuasive  strain  ! 

"  The  Lord  of  hosts  is  thy  retreat, 
Still  in  his  hands  thy  times  remain.*' 

0  tender  word !  0  truth  divine  ! 
Lord,  I  am  altogether  thine  ; 

1  have  bowed  down,  I  need  not  flee; 
Peace,  peace  is  found  in  trusting  thee. 

3  And  now  I  count  supremely  kind 
The  rule  that  once  I  thought  severe; 

And  precious,  to  my  altered  mind. 

At  length  thy  kind  reproofs  appear. 
I  must  be  taught  what  I  would  know, 
I  must  be  led  where  I  should  go : 
And  all  the  rest  ordained  for  me, 
Is  to  be  found  in  trusting  thee. 

763  ^^(^  repose  of  faith.  ^-  M. 
FATHER!  gladly  we  repose 
Our  souls  Qn  thee,  who  dwellest  above, 

And  bless  thee  for  the  peace  which  flo^ys 

yroim  fajth  in  thine  encircling  love. 

445 


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THE  NEW  LIFE: 

2  Though  every  earthly  trust  may  break, 

Infinite  might  belongs  to  thee ; 
Though  every  earthly  Iriend  forsake, 
Unchangeable  thou  still  wilt  be. 

3  Though  griefs  may  gather  darkly  round, 

They  can  not  vail  us  from  thy  sight ; 
Though  vain  all  human  aid  be  found, 
Thou  every  grief  canst  turn  to  light. 

4  All  things  thy  wise  designs  fulfill. 

In  earth  beneath,  and  heaven  above, 
And  good  breaks  out  from  every  ill. 
Through  faith  in  thine  encircling  love. 

764      ^od  is  my  light  and  my  salvation.    L.  M.  6  lines 

Psalm  27:  1. 

FOUNTAIN  of  light,  and  living  breath, 
Whose  mercies  never  fail  nor  fade. 
Fill  me  with  life  that  hath  no  death. 

Fill  me  with  light  that  hath  no  shade; 
Appoint  the  remnant  of  my  days 
To  see  thy  power,  and  sing  thy  praise. 

2  0  Lord,  our  God,  before  whose  throne 

Stand  storms  and  fire,  0  what  shall  we 
Return  to  heaven,  that  is  our  own. 

When  all  the  world  belongs  to  thee  ? 
We  have  no  offering  to  impart, 
But  praises,  and  a  broken  heart. 

3  0  thou  who  sittest  in  heaven  and  seest 

My  deeds  without,  my  thoughts  within, 
Be  thou  my  prince,  be  thou  my  priest — 

Command  my  soul,  and  cure  my  sin: 
How  bitter  my  afflictions  be, 
I  care  not,  so  I  rise  to  thee. 
446 


TRUST  AND  JOY. 

4  What  I  possess,  or  what  I  crave, 

Brings  no  content,  great  God,  to  me, 
If  what  I  would,  or  what  I  have, 

Be  not  possessed  and  blest  in  thee : 
What  I  enjoy,  0,  make  it  mine. 
In  making  me — that  have  it — thine. 

765  I  delight  to  do  thy  will.  0  my  God.  L.  M 

Psalm  40  :  8. 

OLORD,  thy  heavenly  grace  impart, 
And  fix  my  frail,  inconstant  heart ; 
Henceforth  my  chief  delight  shall  be 
To  dedicate  myself  to  thee, 
To  thee,  my  God,  to  thee. 

2  Whate'er  pursuits  my  time  employ, 
One  thought  shall  fill  my  soul  with  joy; 
That  silent,  secret  thought  shall  be, 
That  all  my  hopes  are  fixed  on  thee, 

On  thee,  my  God,  on  thee. 

3  Thy  glorious  eye  pervadeth  space ; 
Thy  presence.  Lord,  fills  every  place ; 
And,  wheresoe'er  my  lot  may  be. 
Still  shall  my  spirit  cleave  to  thee, 

To  thee,  my  God,  to  thee. 

4  Renouncing  every  wordly  thing. 
And  safe  beneath  thy  sheltering  wing, 
My  sweetest  thought  henceforth  shall  be, 
That  all  I  want  I  find  in  thee, 

In  thee,  my  God,  in  thee. 

766  ^y  soul  frusteth  in  thee.         L.  M.  6  lines. 

Psalm  57:  1. 

DO  not  I  trust  in  thee,  0  Lord  ? 
Do  I  not  rest  in  thee  alone  ? 
Is  not  the  comfort  of  thy  word 

The  sweetest  cordial  I  have  known  ? 
When  vexed  with  care,  bowed  down  with  grief, 
Where  else  could  I  obtain  relief? 
447 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

2  And  is  it  not  my  chief  desire 

To  feel  as  if  a  stranger  here  ? 
Do  not  my  hopes  and  thoughts  aspire 

Beyond  this  transitory  sphere  ? 
And  art  thou  not,  while  here  I  roam, 
My  hope,  my  hiding-place,  my  home  ? 

3  0,  yes !  these  things  are  ever  true ; 

Thy  promise  is  for  ever  sure ; 
And  all  I  now  am  passing  through, 

And  all  that  I  may  still  endure, 
Will  but  endear  thy  word  to  me, 
And  draw  me  nearer,  Lord,  to  thee. 

i  And  now  on  thee  I  cast  my  soul. 

Come  life  or  death,  come  ease  or  pain ; 

Thy  presence  can  each  fear  control, 
Thy  grace  can  to  the  end  sustain : 

Those  whom  thou  lovest,  heavenly  Friend, 

Thou  lovest  even  to  the  end ! 

767  Repose  in  God's  wisdom.  L.  M. 

WHITHER,  0  whither  should  I  fly, 
But  to  my  loving  Father's  breast  1 
Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie. 

And  safe  beneath  thy  wings  to  rest  I 

2  In  all  my  ways  thy  hand  I  own. 

Thy  ruling  providence  I  see : 
Assist  me  still  my  course  to  run, 
And  still  direct  my  paths  to  thee. 

3  I  have  no  skill  the  snare  to  shun ; 

But  thou,  0  God,  my  wisdom  art ; 
I  ever  into  ruin  run ; 

But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heart. 

'.  Foolish,  and  impotent,  and  blind. 
Lead  me  a  way  I  have  not  known ; 
Bring  me  where  I  my  heaven  may  find, 
The  heaven  of  loving  thee  alone. 
448 


TRUST  AND  JOY. 

768  -H«  leadeth  me.  L.  M.  6  lines. 
«  TIE  leadeth  me!"  0!  bless6d  thought, 

XI  0 !  words  with  heavenly  comfort  fraught, 
Whate'er  I  do,  whate'er  I  be, 
Still  't  is  God's  hand  that  leadeth  me !. 

He  leadeth  me !  he  leadeth  me ! 

By  his  own  hand  he  leadeth  me. 

2  Sometimes  'midst  scenes  of  deepest  gloom, 
Sometimes  where  Eden's  bowers  bloom; 
By  waters  still,  o'er  troubled  sea — 

Still  't  is  his  hand  that  leadeth  me ! 
He  leadeth  me !  he  leadeth  me ! 
By  his  own  hand  he  leadeth  me. 

3  Lord,  I  would  clasp  thy  hands  in  mine, 
Nor  ever  murmur  nor  repine — 
Content,  whatever  lot  I  see, 

Since  't  is  my  God  that  leadeth  me ! 
He  leadeth  me !  he  leadeth  me ! 
By  his  own  hand  he  leadeth  me. 

4  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done. 
When,  by  thy  grace,  the  victory's  won; 
E'en  death  's  cold  wave  I  will  not  flee, 
Since  God  through  Jordan  leadeth  me ! 

He  leadeth  me !  he  leadeth  me ! 
By  his  own  hand  he  leadeth  me. 

769  Thou  art  my  soul's  bright  morning  star.      C.  M. 

MY  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 
The  life  of  my  delights. 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
The  comfort  of  my  nights ! 

2  In  darkest  shades,  if  thou  appear, 
My  dawning  is  begun ; 
Thou  art  my  soul's  bright  morning  star, 
And  thou  my  rising  sun. 
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THE  NEW  LIFE : 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 

With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 
While  Jesus  shows  his  mercy  mine, 
And  whispers  I  am  his. 

4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 

At  that  transporting  word, 
And  run  with  joy  the  shining  way 
To  meet  my  dearest  Lord. 

770  Rejoice,  in  the  Lord  always.  C. 

Phil.  4  :  4. 

T)EJOICE,  believers  in  the  Lord, 
\\j  Who  makes  your  cause  his  own ; 
The  hope  that 's  built  upon  his  word. 
Can  ne'er  be  overthrown. 

2  Though  many  foes  beset  your  road, 

And  feeble  is  your  arm, 
Your  life  is  hid  in  Christ  your  God 
Beyond  the  reach  of  harm. 

3  Weak  as  you  are,  you  shall  not  faint, 

Or  fainting,  shall  not  die ; 
Jesus,  the  strength  of  every  saint. 
Will  aid  you  from  on  high. 

4  As  surely  as  he  overcame. 

And  triumphed  once  for  you ; 
So  surely  you  that  love  his  name. 
Shall  triumph  in  him  too. 

771  CWZ/  me  thy  servant,  Lord.  C. 
NOT  to  fill  the  mouth  of  fame, 
My  longing  soul  is  stirred: 

But  give  me  a  diviner  name ; 
Call  me  thy  servant,  Lord! 

No  longer  would  my  soul  be  known 

As  uncontrolled  and  free ; 
0,  not  mine  own!  0,  not  mine  own! 

Lord,  I  belong  to  thee. 
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TRUST  AND  JOY. 

3  Thy  servant — me  thy  servant  choose, 

Nought  of  thy  claim  abate! 
The  glorious  name  I  would  not  lose, 
Nor  change  the  sweet  estate. 

4  In  life,  in  death,  on  earth,  in  heaven, 

This  is  the  name  for  me ; 
And  be  the  same  dear  title  given 
Through  all  eternity. 

72  Psalm  1.  CM. 

BLEST  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place 
Where  sinners  love  to  meet, 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways. 
And  hates  the  scoffer's  seat : 

2  But  in  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 

Has  placed  his  chief  delight ; 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word. 
And  meditates  by  night. 

3  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair, 

Shall  his  profession  shine  :  ( 

While  fruits  of  holiness  appear 
Like  clusters  on  the  vine. 

4  Not  so  the  impious  and  unjust: 

What  vain  designs  they  form ! 
Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  dust, 
Or  chaff  before  the  storm. 

5  Sinners  in  judgment  shall  not  stand 

Among  the  sons  of  grace, 
When  Christ  the  judge  at  his  right  hand 
Appoints  his  saints  a  place. 

6  His  eyes  behold  the  path  they  tread, 

His  heart  approves  it  well ; 
But  crooked  ways  of  sinners  lead 
Down  to  the  gates  of  bell. 
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THE  NEW  LIFE: 

773  0  lead  us  gently  on.  C  M.  D. 

FATHER  of  love,  our  Guide  and  Friend, 
0,  lead  us  gently  on, 
Until  life's  trial-time  shall  end, 
And  heavenly  peace  be  won ! 
We  know  not  what  the  path  may  be 

As  yet  by  us  untrod ; 
But  we  can  trust  our  all  to  thee, 
Our  Father  and  our  God. 

2  If  called,  like  Abraham's  child,  to  climb 

The  hill  of  sacrifice, 
Some  angel  may  be  there  in  time; 

Deliverance  shall  arise: 
Or,  if  some  darker  lot  be  good, 

0,  teach  us  to  endure 
The  sorrow,  pain,  or  solitude. 

That  make  the  spirit  pure ! 

774  Thou  art  my  portion,  0  Lord.  C.  M. 

Psalm  119 :  57. 

THOU  art  my  portion,  0  my  God; 
Soon  as  I  know  thy  way. 
My  heart  makes  haste  t'  obey  thy  word, 
And  suflfers  no  delay. 

2  I  choose  the  path  of  heavenly  truth, 

And  glory  in  my  choice ; 
Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 
Could  make  me  so  rejoice. 

3  The  testimonies  of  thy  grace 

I  set  before  mine  eyes ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  strength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 

4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways ; 
Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands, 
And  trust  thy  pardoning  grace. 
452 


TRUST  AND  JOY. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine ; 
0,  save  thy  servant,  Lord : 
Thou  art  my  shield,  my  hiding-place, 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 

77 i)  The  spirit  of  a  little  child.       C.  M.  6  lines. 

FATHER,  I  know  that  all  my  life 
Is  portioned  out  for  me ; 
The  changes  that  will  surely  come, 

I  do  not  fear  to  see: 
I  ask  thee  for  a  present  mind. 
Intent  on  pleasing  thee. 

3  I  ask  thee  for  a  thoughtful  love. 
Through  constant  watching  wise, 

To  meet  the  glad  with  joyful  smiles. 
And  wipe  the  weeping  eyes ; 

A  heart  at  leisure  from  itself. 
To  soothe  and  sympathize. 

3  I  would  not  have  the  restless  will  .  / 

That  hurries  to  and  fro,  '  / 

That  seeks  for  some  great  thing  to  do. 

Or  secret  thing  to  know ; 
I  would  be  treated  as  a  child. 

And  guided  where  I  go. 

4  Wherever  in  the  world  I  am. 

In  whatsoe'er  estate, 
I  have  a  fellowship  with  hearts, 

To  keep  and  cultivate; 
A  work  of  lowly  love  to  do 

For  him  on  whom  I  wait. 

77b  Christ  loved  unseen.  G.  M. 

1  Peter  1 :  8. 

JESUS,  these  eyes  have  never  seen 
That  radiant  form  of  thine! 
The  vail  of  sense  hangs  dark  between 
Thy  bless6d  face  and  mine ! 
453 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

2  I  see  thee  not,  I  hear  thee  not, 
Yet  art  thou  oft  with  me; 
And  earth  hath  ne'er  so  dear  a  spot. 
As  where  I  meet  with  thee. 

3.  Like  some  bright  dream  that  comes  unsought, 
When  slumbers  o'er  me  roll. 
Thine  image  ever  fills  my  thought, 
And  charms  my  ravished  soul. 

4  Yet  though  I  have  not  seen,  and  still 

Must  rest  in  faith  alone ; 
I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord !  and  will. 
Unseen,  but  not  unknown. 

5  When  death  these  mortal  eyes  shall  seal. 

And  still  this  throbbing  heart. 
The  rending  vail  shall  thee  reveal, 
All  glorious  as  thou  art! 

777  Job.l:  21.  C.L.  M. 

WHEN  I  can  trust  my  all  with  God, 
In  trial's  fearful  hour — 
Bow  all  resigned  beneath  his  rod, 

And  bless  his  sparing  power; 
A  joy  springs  up  amid  distress, 
A  fountain  in  the  wilderness. 

2  0 !  to  be  brought  to  Jesus'  feet, 

Though  trials  fix  me  there. 
Is  still  a  privilege  most  sweet; 

For  he  will  hear  my  prayer; 
Though  sighs  and  tears  its  language  be, 
The  Lord  is  nigh  to  answer  me. 

3  Then,  blessed  be  the  hand  that  gave. 

Still  bless6d  when  it  takes ; 
Blessed  be  he  who  smites  to  save, 

Who  heals  the  heart  he  breaks; 
Perfect  and  true  are  all  his  ways, 
Whom  heaven  adores  and  death  obeys. 
454 


TRUST  AND  JOY. 

778  That  Mock  was  Christ.  S.  M. 

1  Cor.  10  :  4. 

TSRAEL  the  desert  trod, 
JL  Sustained  by  power  divine, 
While  wondrous  mercy  marked  the  road 
With  many  a  mystic  sign. 

2  When  Moses  gave  the  stroke, 

From  Horeb's  flinty  side 
Issued  a  river,  and  the  rock 
The  Hebrew's  thirst  supplied. 

3  But  0  !  what  nobler  themes 

Does  gospel  grace  afford  I 
From  Calvary  spring  superior  streams — 
There  hung  the  smitten  Lord ! 

4  Of  every  hope  bereft, 

Sinners  to  Jesus  go  ; 
Behold  the  Rock  of  Ages  clefl, 
And  living  currents  flow. 

5  Here  may  our  spirits  bathe, 

Here  may  our  joys  abound ! 
Till  (passed  the  wilderness  and  death) 
We  tread  celestial  ground. 

779  Having  all  in  Christ.  S.  Mr 

MY  spirit  on  thy  care, 
Blest  Saviour,  I  recline; 
Thou  wilt  not  leave  me  to  despair, 
For  thou  art  love  divine. 

2  In  thee  I  place  my  trust ; 

On  thee  I  calmly  rest: 
I  know  thee  good,  I  know  thee  just, 
And  count  thy  choice  the  best. 

3  Whate'er  events  betide. 

Thy  will  they  all  perform ; 
Safe  in  thy  breast  my  head  I  hide. 
Nor  fear  the  coming  storm. 
455 


THE  NEW  LIFE : 

4  Let  good  or  ill  befall, 

It  must  be  good  for  me — 
Secure  of  having  thee  in  all 

Of  having  all  in  thee.  * 

780  Make  me  like  a  little  child.  7s. 

JESUS,  cast  a  look  on  me  ! 
Give  me  true  simplicity: 
Make  me  poor  and  keep  me  low, 
Seeking  only  thee  to  know. 

2  All  that  feeds  my  busy  pride, 
Cast  it  evermore  aside : 

Bid  my  will  to  thine  submit : 
Lay  me  humbly  at  thy  feet. 

3  Make  me  like  a  little  child, 
Simple,  teachable,  and  mild ; 
Seeing  only  in  thy  light ; 
Walking  only  in  thy  might ! 

4  Leaning  on  thy  loving  breast. 
Where  a  weary  soul  may  rest ; 
Feeling  well  the  peace  of  God 
Flowing  from  thy  precious  blood  ! 

781  Thou  shalt  guide  me  with  thy  counsel.         P.  M. 

Psalm  73  :  24. 

MY  Shepherd's  mighty  aid. 
His  dear  redeeming  love. 
His  all-protecting  power  displayed, 
I  joy  to  prove. 
Led  onward  by  my  Guide, 
I  tread  the  beauteous  scene. 
Where  tranquil  waters  gently  glide 
Through  pastures  green. 
2       In  error's  maze  my  soul 
Shall  wander  now  no  more; 
His  Spirit  shall,  with  sweet  control, 
The  lost  restore. 
456 


TRUST  AND  JOY. 

My  willing  steps  he  '11  lead 
In  paths  of  righteousness ; 
His  power  defend,  his  bounty  feed, 
His  mercy  bless. 

3  Affliction's  deepest  gloom 
Shall  but  his  love  display ; 

He  will  the  vale  of  death  illume 
With  living  ray. 
I  lean  upon  his  rod, 
And  thankfully  adore ; 
My  heart  shall  vindicate  my  God 
For  evermore. 

4  His  goodness  ever  nigh, 
His  mercy  ever  free, 

Shall  while  I  live,  shall  when  I  die 
Still  follow  me. 
For  ever  shall  my  soul 
His  boundless  blessings  prove, 
And,  while  eternal  ages  roll, 
Adore  and  love. 

782  *    The  pearl  of  great  price.  7s. 
'rpiS  religion  that  can  give 

X   Sweetest  pleasure  while  we  live ; 
'Tis  religion  must  supply 
Solid  comfort  when  we  die. 
2  After  death,  its  joys  will  be 
Lasting  as  eternity ! 
Be  the  living  God  my  friend. 
Then  my  bliss  shall  never  end. 

783  Except  the  Lord  build  the  hmiae.  8s  &  7s. 

Psalm  127:  1. 

VAINLY  through  night's  weary  hours. 
Keep  we  watch  lest  foes  alarm  ; 
Vain  our  bulwarks,  and  our  towers. 
But  lor  God's  protecting  arm. 
39  -       457 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

2  Vain  were  all  our  toil  and  labor, 

Did  not  God  that  labor  bless; 
Vain,  without  his  grace  and  favor, 
Every  talent  we  possess. 

3  Vainer  still  the  hope  of  heaven 

That  on  human  strength  relies; 
But  to  him  shall  help  be  given 
Who  in  humble  faith  applies. 

4  Seek  we,  then,  the  Lord's  Anointed ; 

He  shall  grant  us  peace  and  rest: 
Ne'er  was  suppliant  disappointed 

Who  through  Christ  his  prayer  addressed. 

784:  1  'John  4:  19.  7s. 

SAVIOUR!  teach  me,  day  by  day, 
Love's  sweet  lessons  to  obey ; 
Sweeter  lessons  can  not  be. 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

'  2  With  a  child-like  heart  of  love, 
At  thy  bidding  may  I  move; 
Prompt  to  serve  and  follow  thee,' 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

3  Teach  me  all  thy  steps  to  trace, 
Strong  to  follow  in  thy  grace ; 
Learning  how  to  love  from  thee, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

4  Love  in  loving  finds  employ — 
In  obedience  all  her  joy; 
Ever  new  that  joy  will  be. 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

6  Thus  may  I  rejoice  to  show 
That  I  feel  the  love  I  owe ; 
Singing,  till  thy  face  I  see, 
Of  his  love  who  first  loved  me. 
458 


TRUST  AND  JOY. 

785  I  will  fear  no  evil.  7s  &  6s. 

Psalm -23:  4. 

IN  heavenly  love  abiding, 
No  change  my  heart  shall  fear; 
And  safe  is  such  confiding, 

For  nothing  changes  here. 
The  storm  may  roar  without  me, 

My  heart  may  low  be  laid, 
But  God  is  round  about  me. 
And  can  I  be  dismayed  ? 

2  Wherever  he  may  guide  me. 

No  want  shall  turn  me  back: 
My  Shepherd  is  beside  me, 

And  nothing  can  I  lack. 
His  wisdom  ever  waketh, 

His  sight  is  never  dim ; 
He  knows  the  way  he  taketh, 

And  I  will  walk  with  him. 

3  Green  pastures  are  before  me, 

Which  yet  I  have  not  seen ; 
Bright  skies  will  soon  be  o'er  me. 

Where  the  dark  clouds  have  been. 
My  hope  I  can  not  measure. 

My  path  to  life  is  free, 
My  Saviour  has  my  treasure, 

And  he  will  walk  with  me. 

786  ^^  ^^(^  ^y  strong  Rock.  6s  &  4s. 

Psalm  31:  2. 

0  STRONG  to  save  and  bless, 
My  Rock  and  Righteousness, 
Draw  near  to  nie; 
Blessing,  and  joy,  and  might, 
Wisdom,  and  love,  and  light, 
Are  all  with  thee. 

2  My  Refuge  and  my  Rest, 
As  child  on  mother's  breast 

'450 


THE  NEW  LIFE  : 

I  lean  on  thee  ; 
From  faintness  and  from  fear, 
When  foes  and  ill  are  near, 

Deliver  me. 
3  0,  answer  me,  my  God  ; 
Thy  love  is  deep  and  broad, 

Thy  grace  is  true ; 
Thousands  this  grace  have  shared ; 
0,  let  me  now  be  heard, 

0,  love  me  too. 

787  It  is  well.  P.M. 

2  Kings  4:  26. 

THROUGH  the  love  of  God  our  Saviour, 
All  will  be  well : 
Free  and  changeless  is  his  favor; 

All,  all  is  well : 
Precious  is  the  blood  that  healed  us ; 
Perfect  is  the  grace  that  sealed  us  ; 
Strong  the  hand  stretched  out  to  shield  us ; 
All  must  be  well ; 

2  Though  we  pass  through  tribulation. 

All  will  be  well : 
Ours  is  such  a  full  salvation ; 

All,  all  is  well : 
Happy,  still  in  God  confiding. 
Fruitful,  if  in  Christ  abiding, 
Holy,  through  the  Spirit's  guiding. 

All  must  be  well. 

3  We  expect  a  bright  to-morrow; 

All  will  be  well ; 
Faith  can  sing  through  days  of  sorrow, 

All,  all  is  well ; 
On  our  Father's  love  relying, 
Jesus  every  need  supplying, 
Or  in  living,  or  in  dying, 

All  must  be  well. 

4G0 


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TRUST  AND  JOY. 

788  Trust  in  God  amid  perils.  48  &  6s. 
N  time  of  fear, 

When  trouble 's  near, 

I  look  to  thine  abode; 
Though  helpers  fail, 
And  foes  prevail, 

I  '11  put  my  trust  in  God. 

2  And  what  is  life 
But  toil  and  strife  ? 

What  terror  has  the  grave  ? 
Thine  arm  of  power, 
In  peril's  hour. 

The  trembling  soul  will  save. 

3  In  darkest  skies, 
Though  storms  arise, 

I  will  not  be  dismayed; 
0  God  of  light, 
And  boundless  might, 

My  soul  on  thee  is  stayed! 

789  Acguaint  now  thyself  with  him.  lis. 

Job,  22  :  21. 

ACQUAINT  thee,  0  mortal,  acquaint  thee  with  God, 
And  joy,  like  the  sunshine,  shall  beam  on  thy  road; 
And  peace,  like  the  dewdrop,  shall  fall  on  thy  head, 
And  sleep,  like  an  angel,  shall  visit  thy  bed. 

2  Acquaint  thee,  O  mortal,  acquaint  thee  with  God; 
And  he  shall  be  with  thee  when  fears  are  abroad  ; 
Thy  safeguard  in  danger  that  threatens  thy  path  ; 
Thy  joy  in  the  valley  and  shadow  of  death. 

790  Beh.  12  :  2.  lis. 

OEYES  that  are  weary,  and  hearts  that  are  sore, 
Look  off  unto  Jesus  ;  now  sorrow  no  more  : 
The  light  of  his  countenance  shinetli  so  bright, 
That  here,  as  in  heaven,  there  need  bo  no  night. 

2  While  looking  to  Jesus,  my  heart  can  not  fear  ; 
I  tremble  no  more  when  I  see  Jesus  near ; 
I  know  that  his  presence  my  safeguard  will  be, 
For,  "  Why  are  3'ou  troubled  ?"  he  saith  unto  me. 
461 


THE  NEW  LIFE  ; 

3  Still  looking  to  Jesus,  O,  may  I  be  found, 

When  Jordan's  dark  waters  encompass  me  round: 
They  bear  me  away  in  his  presence  to  be ; 
I  see  him  still  nearer  whom  always  I  see. 

4  Then,  then  shall  I  know  the  full  beauty  and  grace 
Of  Jesus,  my  Lord,  when  I  stand  face  to  face; 
Shall  know  how  his  love  went  before  me  each  day, 
And  wonder  that  over,  my  eyes  turned  away. 

791  Complete  in  Christ.  lOs. 

LONG  did  I  toil,  and  knew  no  earthly  rest ; 
Far  did  I  rove,  and  found  no  certain  home; 
At  last  I  sought  them  in  his  sheltering  breast, 

Who  opes  his  arms,  and  bids  the  weary  come : 
With  him  I  found  a  home,  a  rest  divine; 
And  I  since  then  am  his,  and  he  is  mine. 

2  Yes  !  he  is  mine !  and  nought  of  earthly  things, 

Not  all  the  charms  of  pleasure,  wealth,  or  power, 
The  fame  of  heroes,  or  the  pomp  of  kings, 

Could  tempt  me  to  forego  his  love  an  hour. 
Go,  worthless  world,  I  cry,  with  all  that 's  thine! 
Go  !  I  my  Saviour's  am,  and  he  is  mine. 

3  The  good  I  have  is  from  his  stores  supplied  ; 

The  ill  is  only  what  he  deems  the  best ; 
He  for  mj'^  Friend,  I  'm  rich  with  nought  beside  ; 

And  poor  without  him,  though  of  all  possest : 
Changes  may  come  ;  I  take,  or  I  resign  ; 
Content,  while  I  am  his,  while  he  is  mine. 

792  Precious  promises.  lis. 

HOW  firm  a  foundation,  you  saiints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word  I 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  has  said, 
You  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 

2  In  every  condition,  in  sickness,  in  health. 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth  ; 
At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea, 

As  your  days  may  demand,  so  your  succor  shall  be. 

3  Fear  not — I  am  with  j'ou  ;  O  be  not  dismayed  ! 
I,  I  am  your  God,  and  will  still  give  you  aid  ; 

I  '11  strengthen  you,  help  you,  and  cause  you  to  stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

462 


TRUST  AND  JOY. 

4  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  cause  you  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  you  o'erflow ; 

For  I  will  be  with  j^ou,  your  troubles  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  you  your  deepest  distress. 

5  When  through  fiery  trials  j'our  pathway  shall  lie. 
My  grace,  all-sufficient,  shall  be  your  supply: 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  you  :   I  only  design 
Your  dross  to  consuYne,  and  your  gold  to  refine. 

6  E'en  down  to  old  age  all  my  people  shall  prove 
M}'^  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love  ; 

And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  borne. 

7  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  has  leaned  for  repose, 
I  will  not,  I  can  not,  desert  to  his  foes ; 

That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to  shake, 

1  '11  never — no,  never — no,  never  forsake  I 

793  Rejoicing  in  hope.  10s« 

Rom.  12 :  12. 

JOYFULLY,  joyfullj',  onward  I  move, 
Bound  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  above  j 
Angelic  choristers,  sing  as  I  come — 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  haste  to  thy  home! 
Soon,  with  my  pilgrimage  ended  below, 
Home  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  I  go ; 
Pilgrim  and  stranger,  no  more  shall  I  roam  : 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  resting  at  home. 

2  Friends  fondly  cherished,  but  passed  on  before  ; 
Waiting,  they  watch  me  approaching  the  shore; 
Singing  to  cheer  me  through  death's  chillinggloom : 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  haste  to  thy  home. 

Sounds  of  sweet  melody  fall  on  my  ear  ; 
Harps  of  the  blessed,  your  voices  I  hear! 
Rings  with  the  harmony  heaven's  high  domo^ 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  haste  to  thy  home. 

3  Death,  with  thy  weapons  of  war  lay  me  low, 
Strike,  king  of  terrors  !  I  fear  not  the  blow; 
Jesus  hath  broken  the  bars  of  the  tomb  I 
Joyfully,  joyfullj',  will  I  go  home. 

Bright  will  the  morn  of  eternity  dawn  ; 
Dealh  shall  be  banlished,  his  scepter  be  gone  ; 
Joyfully,  then,  shall  I  witness  his  doom, 
Joyfully,  joyful I3',  safely  at  homo. 

463 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

791  Behold  the  fowls  of  the  air.  P.  M. 

Matt.  6  :  26. 

THE  child  leans  on  its  parent's  breast, 
Leaves  there  its  cares,  and  is  at  rest ; 
The  bird  sits  singing  by  his  nest, 

And  tells  aloud 
His  trust  in  God,  and  so  is  blest 
'Neath  every  cloud. 

2  He  has  no  store,  he  sows  no  seed; 
Yet  sings  aloud,  and  doth  not  heed; 
By  flowing  stream  or  grassy  mead, 

He  sings  to  shame 
Men,  who  forget,  in  fear  of  need, 
A  Father's  name. 

3  The  heart  that  trusts  for  ever  sings, 
And  feels  as  light  as  it  had  wings ; 
A  well  of  peace  within  it  springs : 

Come  good  or  ill, 
Whate'er  to-day,  to-morrow  brings, 
It  is  his  will ! 

795  Matthew  14 :  28,  29.  C.  P.  M. 

HE  bids  us  come;  his  voice  we  know. 
And  boldly  on  the  waters  go. 
To  him  our  Christ  and  Lord ; 
We  walk  on  life's  tempestuous  sea, 
For  he  who  died  to  set  us  free 
Hath  called  us  by  his  word. 

2  Secure  from  troubled  waves  we  tread. 
Nor  all  the  storms  around  us  heed. 

While  to  our  Lord  we  look ; 
O'er  every  fierce  temptation  bound — 
The  billows  yield  a  solid  ground. 
The  wave  is  firm  as  rock. 
464 


TRUST  AND  JOY. 

3  But  if  from  him  we  turn  our  eye, 
And  see  the  raging  floods  run  high, 

And  feel  our  fears  within ; 
Our  foes  so  strong,  our  flesh  so  frail, 
Reason  and  unbelief  prevail, 

And  sink  us  into  sin. 

4  Lord,  we  our  feeble  faith  confess; 
That  little  spark  of  faith  increase, 

That  we  may  doubt  no  more ; 
But  fix  on  thee  our  steady  eye, 
And  on  thine  outstretched  arm  rely, 

Till  all  the  storm  is  o'er. 

79B  -Kes^  weary  heart.  P.  M. 

REST,  weary  heart, 
From  all  thy  silent  griefs,  and  secret  pain, 
Thy  profitless  regrets,  and  longings  vain  ; 
Wisdom  and  love  have  oi'dered  all  the  past, 
All  shall  be  blessedness  and  light  at  last ; 
Cast  off  the  cares  that  have  so  long  opprest; 
Rest,  sweetly  rest  1 

2  Rest,  weary  head  I 

Lie  down  to  slumber  in  the  peaceful  tomb; 
Light  from  above  has  broken  through  its  gloom; 
Here,  in  the  place  where  once  th}'  Saviour  lay, 
Where  he  shall  wake  thee  on  a  future  day. 
Like  a  tired  child  upon  its  mother's  breast, 
Rest,  sweetly  rest  1 

3  Rest,  spirit  free  ! 

In  the  green  pastures  of  the  heavenly  shore, 
Where  sin  and  sorrow  can  approach  no  more  ; 
With  all  the  flock  by  the  Good  Shepherd  fed, 
Beside  the  streams  of  life  eternal  led, 
Forever  with  thy  (xod  and  Saviour  blest, 
Rest,  sweetly  rest ! 

797  The  bright  and  morning  star.  P.  M. 

Rev.  22:16. 

STAR  of  morn  and  even, 
Sun  of  Heaven's  heaven. 
Saviour  high  and  dear. 
Toward  us  turn  thine  ear; 
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THE  NEW  LIFE: 

Through  whate'er  may  come, 
Thou  canst  lead  us  home. 

2  Though  the  gloom  be  grievous, 
Those  we  leant  on  leave  us, 
Though  the  coward  heart 
Quit  its  proper  part, 
Though  the  tempter  come. 
Thou  wilt  lead  us  home. 

3  Saviour  pure  and  holy, 
Lover  of  the  lowly, 
Sign  us  with  thy  sign. 
Take  our  hands  in  thine ; 
Take  our  hands  and  come, 
Lead  thy  children  home ! 

4  Star  of  morn  and  even, 
Shine  on  us  from  heaven ; 
From  thy  glory-throne 
Hear  thy  very  own ! 
Lord  and  Saviour,  come. 
Lead  us  to  our  home ! 

798  I  will  not  let  thee  go.  P.  M.  * 

I  WILL  not  let  thee  go  ;  thou  help  in  time  of  need, 
Heap  ill  on  ill, 
I  trust  thee  still, 
E'en  when  it  seems  as  thou  wouldst  slay  indeed  1 
Do  as  thou  wilt  with  me, 
I  yet  will  cling  to  thee, 
Hide  thou  thy  face;  yet,  help  in  time  of  need, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go ! 

2  I  will  not  let  thee  go ;  should  I  forsake  my  bliss  ? 

No,  Lord,  thou  'rt  mine. 

And  I  am  thine  : 
Thee  will  I  hold  when  all  things  else  I  miss; 

Though  dark  and  sad  the  night, 

Joy  Cometh  with  thy  light, 
O  thou  my  Sun  ;  should  I  forsake  my  bliss  ? 

I  will  not  let  thee  go  I 

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TRUST  AND  JOY. 

3  I  will  not  let  thee  go,  my  God,  my  Life,  my  Lord! 

Not  death  can  tear 

Me  from  his  care, 
Who  for  my  sake  his  soul  in  death  outpoured. 

Thou  diedst  for  love  to  me, 

I  say  in  love  to  thee,  [my  Lord, 

E'en  when  my  heart  shall  break,  my  God,  my  Life, 

I  will  not  let  thee  go  ! 

799  They  shall  never  perish.       7s,  peculiar. 

John  10  :  28. 

NOW  as  long  as  here  I  roam, 
On  this  earth  have  house  and  home, 
Shall  the  light  of  love  from  thee 
Shine  through  all  my  memory. 
To  my  God  I  yet  will  cling. 
All  my  life  the  praises  sing 
That  from  thankful  hearts  outspring. 

2  Every  sorrow,  every  smart. 
That  the  Father's  loving  heart 
Hath  appointed  me  of  yore, 
Or  hath  yet  for  me  in  store, 

As  my  life  flows  on  I  '11  take 

Calmly,  gladly  for  his  sake. 

No  more  faithless  murmurs  make. 

3  I  will  meet  distress  and  pain, 

I  will  greet  e'en  death's  dark  reign, 
I  will  lay  me  in  the  grave, 
With  a  heart  still  glad  and  brave. 
Whom  the  strongest  doth  defend, 
Whom  the  highest  counts  his  friend. 
Can  not  perish  in  the  end. 

800  The  shining  shore.  P.  M. 

Y  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 
And  I  a  pilgrim  stranger. 
Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly — 


M' 


Those  hours  of  toil  and  danger. 
467 


THE  NEW  LIFE : 

CHORUS. 

For  0 !  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 
Our  friends  are  passing  over; 

And  just  before,  the  shining  shore 
We  may  almost  discover. 

2  We  '11  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dear, 

Our  distant  home  discerning; 
Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, 
Let  every  lamp  be  burning. 

3  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark. 

We  need  not  cease  our  singing; 

That  perfect  rest  nought  can  molest. 

Where  golden  harps  are  ringing. 

4  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow. 

Each  cord  on  earth  to  sever; 
Our  King  says,  "  Come,"  and  there  's  our  home, 
For  ever,  0  !  for  ever. 

801  Still  will  we  trust  P.  M. 

STILL  will  we  trust,  tho'  earth  seem  dark  and  dreary, 
And  the  heart  faint  beneath  his  chastening  rod; 
Though  rough  and  steep  our  pathway,  worn  and  wear}', 
Still  will  we  trust  in  God! 

2  Our  eyes  see  dimly  till  by  faith  anointed, 

And  our  blind  choosing  brings  us  grief  and  pain  ; 
Through  him  alone  who  hath  our  way  appointed, 
We  find  our  peace  again. 

3  Choose  for  us,  God  I  nor  let  our  weak  preferring 
Cheat  our  poor  souls  of  good  thou  hast  designed; 

Choose  for  us,  God  !  thy  wisdoni  is  unerring, 
And  we  are  fools  and  blind. 

4  So  from  our  sky,  the  night  shall  furl  her  shadows, 
And  day  pour  gladness  through  his  golden  gates  ; 

Our  rough  path  leads  to  flower-enameled  meadows 
Where  joy  our  coming  waits. 

5  Let  us  press  on  in  patient  self-denial, 
Accept  the  hardsiiip,  shrinking  not  from  loss — 

Our  guerdon  lies  beyond  the  hour  of  trial; 
Our  crown,  beyond  the  Cross. 

4G8 


TRUST  AND  JOY. 

802  Crod  doth  not  leave  his  own.  P.  M. 

GOD  doth  not  leave  bis  own ! 
The  night  of  weeping  for  a  time  may  last; 
Then,  tears  all  past, 
His  going  forth  shall  as  the  morning  shine ; 
The  sunrise  of  his  favors  shall  be  thine — 
God  doth  not  leave  his  own. 

2  God  doth  not  leave  his  own ! 
Though  "  few  and  evil "  all  their  days  appear. 

Though  grief  and  fear 
Come  in  the  train  of  earth  and  hell's  dark  crowd, 
The  trusting  heart  says,  even  in  the  cloud, 

God  doth  not  leave  his  own. 

3  God  doth  not  leave  his  own ! 
This  sorrow  in  their  life  he  doth  permit, 

Yea,  useth  it 
To  speed  his  children  on  their  heavenward  way. 
He  guides  the  winds — Faith,  Hope  and  Love 
God  doth  not  leave  his  own.         [all  say 
803  Trust.  8s&4s. 

KNOW  not  if  or  dark  or  bright 
Shall  be  my  lot ; 
If  that  wherein  my  hopes  delight 

Be  best,  or  not. 
It  may  be  mine  to  drag  for  years 

Toil's  heavy  chain ; 
Or  day  and  night  ray  meat  be  tears 

On  bed  of  pain. 
Dear  faces  may  surround  my  hearth 

With  smiles  and  glee ; 
Or  I  may  dwell  alone,  and  mirth 

Be  strange  to  me. 
My  bark  is  wafted  to  the  strand 

By  breath  divine; 
And  on  the  helm  there  rests  a  hand 
Other  than  n^ine. 
460 


I 


THE  NE^Y  LIFE: 

5  One  who  has  known  in  storms  to  sail 
I  have  on  board; 
Above  the  raving  of  the  gale 
I  hear  my  Lord. 

804  Nearer.  P.  M. 

¥E  are  too  far  from  thee,  our  Saviour, 
Too  far  from  thee, 
Before  our  eyes 
Dark  mists  arise, 
And  vail  the  glories  from  the  skies : 
We  are  too  far  from  thee. 

2  We  are  too  far  from  thee,  our  Saviour, 

Too  far  from  thee. 

Fierce  pains  oppress. 

Dark  cares  distress, 
Made  darker  by  our  loneliness : 
We  are  too  far  from  thee. 

3  We  are  too  far  from  thee,  our  Saviour, 

Too  far  from  thee. 
Dark  waters  roll 
Above  the  soul ; 
Striving  to  reach  the  heavenly  goal. 
We  are  too  far  from  thee. 

4  We  are  too  far  from  thee,  our  Saviour, 

Too  far  from  thee. 

Alone,  afraid, 

Our  path  is  laid 
In  darkness ;  send  thy  heavenly  aid ; 
We  are  too  far  from  thee. 

5  We  are  too  far  from  thee,  our  Saviour, 

Too  far  from  thee. 
E'en  if  thy  rod 
Bring  us  to  God, 
In  meekness  be  the  pathway  trod. 
If  it  but  lead  to  God. 
470 


ASPIRATIONS. 

6  Draw  us  more  close  to  thee,  our  Saviour, 
More  close  to  thee, 
Let  come  what  will 
Of  good  or  ill, 
'Tis  one  to  us,  well  knowing  still 
Thou  drawest  us  to  thee. 

80o  I  have  given  him  for  a  leader.  P.  M. 

Isaiah  55 :  4. 

JESUS !  guide  our  way 
To  eternal  day ! 
So  shall  w^e,  no  more  delaying, 
Follow  thee,  thy  voice  obeying; 
Lead  us  by  the  hand 
To  our  Father's  land! 

2  When  we  danger  meet. 
Steadfast  make  our  feet ! 

Lord,  preserve  us  uncomplaining 
'Mid  the  darkness  round  us  reigning! 

Through  adversity 

Lies  our  way  to  thee. 

3  Order  all  our  way 
Through  this  mortal  day; 

In  our  toil  with  aid  be  near  us ; 
In  our  need  with  succor  cheer  us; 

When  life's  course  is  o'er, 

Open  thou  the  door ! 


ASPIRATIONS. 

80^  And  dying  is  but  going  home.  L.  M. 

'OW  let  our  souls,  on  wings  sublime. 


N 


Rise  from  the  vanities  of  time. 
Draw  back  the  parting  vail,  and  see 
The  glories  of  eternity. 
471 


THE  HEW  LIFE: 

2  Born  by  new,  celestial  birth, 

Why  should  we  grovel  here  on  earth  ? 
Why  grasp  at  vain  and  fleeting  toys, 
So  near  to  heaven's  eternal  joys  ? 

3  Shall  aught  beguile  us  on  the  road, 
While  we  are  walking  back  to  God  ? 
For  strangers  into  life  we  come, 
And  dying  is  but  going  home. 

4  Welcome,  sweet  hour  of  full  discharge. 
That  sets  our  longing  souls  at  large. 
Unbinds  our  chains,  breaks  up  our  cell, 
And  gives  us  with  our  God  to  dwell, 

5  To  dwell  with  God,  to  feel  his  love, 
Is  the  full  heaven  enjoyed  above ; 
And  the  sweet  expectation  now 

Is  the  young  dawn  of  heaven  below. 

807  ^fiat  Imay  win  Christ.  L.  M. 

Phil.  3 :  8. 

JESUS,  my  love,  my  chief  delight, 
For  thee  I  long,  for  thee  I  pray, 
Amid  the  shadows  of  the  night, 
Amid  the  business  of  the  day. 

2  When  shall  I  see  thy  smiling  face. 

That  face  which  I  have  often  seen  ? 
Arise,  thou  Sun  of  Righteousness ! 
Scatter  the  clouds  that  intervene. 

3  Thou  art  the  glorious  gift  of  God, 

To  sinners  weary  and  distressed ; 
The  first  of  all  his  gifts  bestowed. 
And  certain  pledge  of  all  the  rest. 

4  Since  I  can  say  this  gift  is  mine, 

I  '11  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet. 
No  more  at  poverty  repine. 

Nor  envy  the  rich  sinner's  state. 
472 


ASPIRATIONS. 

808  Col.  3  :  3,  4.  L.  M. 

WHAT  sinners  value  I  resign, 
Lord !  't  is  enough  that  thou  art  mine ; 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

2  This  life  's  a  dreara,>.an  empty  show; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go 
Has  joys  substantial  and  sincere : 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  ? 

3  0  glorious  hour !  0  blest  abode ! 
I  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God ! 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound ; 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

809  Search  we,  O  God,  and  know  my  heart.       L.  M. 

Psalm  139  :  23. 

OTHOU,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for  thee ; 
0,  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free. 

2  Wash  out  its  stains,  refine  its  dross ; 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  cross ; 
Hallow  each  thought;  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray. 
Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way ; 
No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

4  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe — 
Jesus,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head  and  cheer  my  heart. 
40  473 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

5  Saviour,  where'er  thy  steps  I  see, 
Dauntless,  untired,  I  follow  thee ; 
0,  let  thy  hand  support  me  still, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill. 

810  That  they  he  icith  me  where  I  am.  L.  M. 

John  17 :  24. 

LET  me  be  with  thee  where  thou  art, 
My  Saviour,  my  eternal  Rest ! 
Then  only  will  this  longing  heart 
Be  fully  and  for  ever  blest ! 

2  Let  me  be  with  thee  where  thou  art. 

Where  spotless  saints  thy  name  adore; 
Then  only  will  this  sinful  heart 
Be  evil  and  defiled  no  more ! 

3  Let  me  be  with  thee  where  thou  art, 

Where  none  can  die,  where  none  remove; 
There  neither  death  nor  life  will  part 
Me  from  thy  presence  and  thy  love ! 


0 


811  A  new  heart.  C.  M. 

FOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 
A  heart  from  sin  set  free, 
A  heart  that  always  feels  the  blood 

So  freely  shed  for  me. 
A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 

My  great  Redeemer's  throne. 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak 

Where  tfesus  reigns  alone. 
0  for  a  lowly,  contrite  heart. 
Confiding,  true,  and  clean. 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 

From  him  that  dwells  within. 
A  heart  in  ev'ry  thought  renewed. 

And  full  of  love  divine. 
Perfect  and  right,  and  pure  and  good, 
A  copy.  Lord,  of  thine. 
474 


ASPIEATIONS. 

5  Thy  Spirit,  gracious  Lord,  impart ; 
Direct  me  from  above ; 
May  thy  dear  name  be  near  my  heart, 
That  dear,  best  name  is  Love. 

912  Longing  for  Heaven.  CM. 

SWEET  land  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh. 
When  will  the  moment  come, 
When  I  shall  lay  my  armor  by, 
And  dwell  in  peace  at  home  ? 

Chorus. — 0,  this  is  not  my  home, 
0,  this  is  not  my  home : 
This  world  's  a  wilderness  of  woe, 
This  world  is  not  my  home. 

2  No  tranquil  joy  on  earth  I  know. 

No  peaceful,  sheltering  dome ; 
This  world  's  a  wilderness  of  woe. 
This  world  is  not  my  home. 

3  When  by  affliction  sharply  tried, 

I  view  the  gaping  tomb, 
Although  I  dread  death's  chilling  tide. 
Yet  still  I  sigh  for  home. 

4  Weary  of  wandering  round  and  round 

This  vale  of  sin  and  gloom, 

1  long  to  quit  the  unhallowed  ground, 

And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home. 

813  The  true  riches.  C.  M. 

YOU  glittering  toys  of  earth,  adieu, 
A  nobler  choice  be  mine ; 
A  real  prize  attracts  my  view — 
A  treasure  all  divine. 

2  Away,  unworthy  of  my  cares, 

You  specious  baits  of  sense ; 
Inestimable  worth  appears. 
The  pearl  of  price  immense! 
475 


THE  NEW  LIFE : 

3  Jesus  to  multitudes  unknown — 
0  name  divinely  sweet! 
Jesus,  in  thee,  in  thee  alone. 
Wealth,  honor,  pleasure  meet. 

,   4  Should  both  the  Indies,  at  my  call, 
Their  boasted  stores  resign. 
With  joy  I  would  renounce  them  all, 
For  leave  to  call  thee  mine. 

5  Should  earth's  vain  treasures  all  depart 
Of  this  dear  gift  possessed, 
I  'd  clasp  it  to  my  joyful  heart, 
And  be  for  ever  blest. 

6  Blest  Sovereign  of  my  soul's  desires, 
Thy  love  is  bliss  divine ; 
Accept  the  praise  that  love  inspires, 
Since  I  can  call  thee  mine  1 

814:  Where  thou  art  is  heaven.  C  M. 

JESUS  hath  died  that  I  might  live. 
Might  live  to  God  alone ; 
In  him  eternal  life  receive. 
And  be  in  spirit  one, 

2  My  soul  breaks  out  in  strong  desire 

The  perfect  bliss  to  prove ; 
My  longing  heart  is  all  on  fire 
To  be  dissolved  in  love. 

3  Give  me  thyself.  From  every  boast 

From  every  wish,  set  free. 
Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  lost ; 
But  give  thyself  to  me. 

4  Thy  gifts,  alas !  can  not  suffice, 

Unless  thyself  be  given  ; 
Thy  presence  makes  my  Paradise, 
And  were  thou  art,  is  heaven ! 
476 


ASPIEATIONS. 

815  To  them  that  look  for  him.  C.  M. 

Heb.  9 :  28. 

AWAKE,  you  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes. 
And  raise  your  voices  high  ; 
Awake,  and  praise  that  sovereign  love 
That  shows  salvation  nigh. 

2  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies ; 

Each  moment  brings  it  near; 

Then  welcome  each  declining  day, 

Welcome  each  closing  year! 

3  Not  many  years  their  round  shall  run, 

Not  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  revealed 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 

4  You  wheels  of  nature,  speed  your  course. 

You  mortal  powers,  decay ; 
Fast  as  you  bring  the  night  of  death, 
You  bring  eternal  day. 

81()  We  are  his  workmanship.  C.  M 

Eph,  2:  10. 

I  AM  thy  workmanship,  0  Lord  ! 
And  unto  thee  belong  ; 
Thou  art  my  shield,  my  Great  Reward, 
My  Glory,  and  my  song. 

2  Surround  me  with  thy  guardian  might, 

Uphold  me  with  thy  grace ; 
Unharmed,  conduct  me  through  the  fight; 
Unwearied,  through  the  race. 

3  Make  me  a  weapon  of  thy  power. 

An  angel  of  thy  will ; 
To  thee  devoted,  let  each  hour 
Its  happy  task  fulfill. 

4  Yet  dare  not  I,  a  child  of  dust 

Thus  plead  my  filial  claim. 
But  as  in  him  is  all  my  trust, 
Who  bears  a  Saviour's  name. 
'  477 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

817  So  great  a  cloud  of  witnesses.  CM. 

Heb.  12:  1. 

GIVE  me  the  wings  of  faith,  to  rise 
Within  the  vail,  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys 
How  bright  their  glories  be. 

2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 

And  bathed  their  couch  with  tears ; 
They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now. 
With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 

3  I  ask  them  whence  their  victory  came ; 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

4  They  marked  the  footsteps  that  he  trod ; 

His  zeal  inspired  their  breast ; 
And,  following  their  incarnate  God, 
Possessed  the  promised  rest. 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise, 

For  his  own  pattern  given ; 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Shows  the  same  path  to  heaven. 

818  0  that  I  had  icings  like  a  dove.  C  M. 

Psalm  55 :  6. 

THE  dove,  let  loose  in  eastern  skies, 
Returning  fondly  home. 
Ne'er  stoops  to  earth  her  wing,  nor  flies 
Where  idle  warblers  roam; — 

2  But  high  she  shoots  through  air  and  light 

Above  all  low  delay, 
Where  nothing  earthly  bounds  her  flight, 
Nor  shadow  dims  her  way. 

3  So  grant  me.  Lord,  from  every  snare 

And  stain  of  passion  free, 
Aloft,  though  faith's  serener  air, 
To  urge  ray  course  to  thee ; — 
478 


ASPIRATIONS. 

No  sin  to  cloud,  no  lure  to  stay, 

My  soul  as  home  she  springs ; 
Thy  sunshine  on  her  joyful  way 

Thy  freedom  on  her  wings. 

Heaven  is  my  home.  C.  M.  D, 

I  HAVE  no  resting-place  on  earth 
On  which  to  fix  my  love ; 
But  0 !  my  heart  is  yearning  for 

The  promised  rest  above. 
'Tis  true,  this  earth  is  passing  fair, 

O'er  which  I  sadly  roam ; 
But  yet  it  hath  no  charms  for  me, 
For  heaven  is  my  home. 

A  pilgrim  long  I  've  wandered  here ; 

But,  with  a  steadfast  eye, 
I  see  a  rest  reserved  for  me. 

At  God's  right  hand  on  high, 
Then  all  the  joys  of  earth  in  vain 

Shall  tempt  my  feet  to  roam, 
To  seek  a  dwelling-place  below, 

Since  heaven  is  my  home. 

0,  were  this  earth  as  fair  as  when 

Primeval  Eden  smiled, 
I  would  not  by  its  glowing  charms 

Be  from  my  hope  beguiled; 
But  I  would  seek  a  brighter  world. 

Where  God  has  bid  me  come: 
Then  seek  no  more  to  bind  me  here, 

For  heav6n  is  my  home. 

The  new  Jerusalem.  C  M. 

JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home, 
0  how  I  long  for  thee ! 
When  will  my  sorrows  have  an  end? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see? 
470 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

2  Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  stones, 

Most  glorious  to  behold ! 
Thy  gates  are  richly  set  with  pearl, 
Thy  streets  are  paved  with  gold. 

3  Thy  gardens  and  thy  pleasant  greens 

My  study  long  have  been  ; 
Such  sparkling  gems  by  human  sight 
Have  never  yet  been  seen. 

4  If  heaven  be  thus  glorious,  Lord, 

Why  should  I  stay  from  thence  ? 
What  folly  'tis  that  I  should  dread 
To  die  and  go  from  hence ! 

5  Reach  down,  reach  down  thine  arms  of  grace 

And  caused  me  to  ascend, 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbaths  never  end. 

6  Jesus,  my  love,  to  glory 's  gone ; 

Him  will  I  go  and  see ; 
And  all  my  brethren  here  below 
Will  soon  come  after  me. 

821  -^  city  which  hath  foundations.  C.  M. 

Heb.  n  :  10. 

JERUSALEM !  my  glorious  home, 
Name  ever  dear  to  me ! 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee ! 

2  When  shall  these  eyes  thy  heaven-built  walls 

And  pearly  gates  behold  ? 
Thy  bulwarks  with  salvation  strong. 
And  streets  of  shining  gold  ? 

3  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom. 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know : 
Blessed  seats!  through  rude  and  stormy  scenes 
I  onward  press  to  you ! 

480 


ASPIRATIONS. 

4  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe  ? 

Or  feel,  at  death,  dismay  ? 

1  've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 

And  realms  of  endless  day. 

5  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets  there, 

Around  my  Saviour  stand ; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

6  Jerusalem !  my  glorious  home ! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end. 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

822  A  brighter  day.  S.  M. 

LORD,  we  expect  a  day 
Still  brighter  far  than  this. 
When  death  shall  bear  our  souls  away. 
To  realms  of  light  and  bliss. 

2  There  rapturous  scenes  of  joy 

Shall  burst  upon  our  sight ; 
And  every  pain,  and  tear,  and  sigh, 
Be  drowned  in  endless  night. 

3  Beneath  thy  balmy  wing, 

0  Sun  of  Righteousness! 
Our  happy  souls  shall  sit  and  sing 
The  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

4  Nor  shall  that  radiant  day, 

So  joyfully  begun. 
In  evening  shadows  die  away 
Beneath  the  setting  sun. 

5  How  various  and  how  new 

Are  thy  compassions,  Lord ! 
Eternity  thy  love  shall  show. 
And  all  thy  truth  record. 
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THE  NEW  LIFE: 

823  ^^««  soul  panting  for  God.  7s,  6  lines. 

Psalm  42. 

AS  the  hart,  with  eager  looks, 
Panteth  for  the  water-brooks, 
So  my  soul,  athirst  for  thee. 
Pants  the  living  God  to  see : 
When,  0  when,  with  filial  fear. 
Lord,  shall  I  to  thee  draw  near  ? 

2  Why  art  thou  cast  down,  my  soul? 
God,  thy  God,  shall  make  thee  whole : 
Why  art  thou  disquieted  ? 
God  shall  lift  thy  fallen  head, 
And  his  countenance  benign 
Be  the  saving  health  of  thine. 

824  They  that  conquer  shall  wear  the  crown.  7s. 

COME,  my  Christian  brethren,  come. 
Let  us  onward  to  our  home; 
Though  we  many  trials  meet, 
Jesus  makes  our  trials  sweet. 

CHORUS. 

We  with  Jesus  soon  shall  be 

Happy  in  eternity : 

By  our  Father's  side  sit  down : 

They  that  conquer  shall  wear  the  crown. 

2  Brother  Christian,  doubt  no  more, 
Christ  your  Saviour's  gone  before  ; 
He  himself  has  marked  the  way. 
Leading  to  eternal  day. 

We  with  Jesus,  etc. 

3  Let  us  never  be  afraid, 

'T  is  on  Christ  our  help  is  laid ; 
He  will  all  our  foes  o'ercome, 
He  will  take  his  exiles  home. 

We  with  Jesus,  etc. 
482 


ASPIRATIONS. 

4  Though  the  world  revile  and  mock, 
We  are  built  upon  the  Rock ; 
And  while  thus  we  dwell  secure, 
Christ  will  make  our  goings  sure. 
We  with  Jesus,  etc. 

825  Prisoners  of  hope.  8s  &  Ts. 

Zech.  9: 12. 

LET  me  go ;  my  soul  is  weary  <  . 

Of  the  chain  which  binds  me  here;  ' 
Let  my  spirit  bend  its  pinion 

To  a  brighter,  holier  sphere. 
Earth,  'tis  true  hath  friends  that  bless  me 

With  their  fond  and  faithful  love ; 
But  the  hands  of  angels  beckon 
Onward  to  the  climes  above. 

2  Let  nae  go  ;  for  earth  hath  sorrow. 

Sin,  and  pain,  and  bitter  tears ; 
All  its  paths  are  dark  and  dreary, 

All  its  hopes  are  fraught  with  fears;' 
Short-lived  are  its  brightest  flowers, 

Soon  its  cherished  joys  decay : — 
Let  me  go ;  I  fain  would  leave  it 

For  the  realms  of  endless  day. 

3  Let  me  go  ;  my  heart  hath  tasted 

Of  my  Saviour's  wondrous  grace 
Let  me  go,  where  I  shall  ever 

See  and  know  him  face  to  face. 
Let  me  go ;  the  trees  of  heav6n 

Rise  before  me,  waving  bright. 
And  the  distant,  crystal  waters 

Flash  upon  my  failing  sight. 

4  Let  me  go ;  for  songs  seraphic 

Now  seem  calling  from  the  sky — 
'Tis  the  welcome  of  the  angels, 
Which  e'en  now  are  hovering  nigh : 
483 


THE  NEW  LIFE  : 

Let  me  go :  they  wait  to  bear  me 

To  the  mansions  of  the  blest; 
Where  the  spirit,  worn  and  weary, 

Finds  at  last  its  long  sought  rest. 

826  Longing  for  rest.  8lS. 

Psalm  55  :  6,  7. 

OTHAT  I  had  wings  like  a  dove, 
For,  then,  would  I  soon  be  at  rest ; 
I  'd  fly  to  the  mansions  above ; 

The  home  of  the  pure  and  the  blest; 
The  place  where  no  sorrow  or  tears 
Can  ever  my  pleasures  destroy ; 
But  where  through  eternity's  years, 
I  '11  drink  from  an  ocean  of  Joy ! 

2  The  clouds  that  now  hang  o'er  my  soul, 

Make  dark  all  the  pathway  of  life; 
While  thunders  unceasingly  roll 

In  storms  of  deep  anger  and  strife ; 
I  hope  for  some  bright  ray  to  beam 

From  clouds  where  there  yet  may  be  light, 
But  only  the  lightning's  red  gleam 

Is  seen  through  the  darkness  of  night. 

3  I  try  to  be  humble  and  meek. 

Leave  all  to  my  Saviour's  own  will ; 
For,  He  to  the  tempest  can  speak, 

The  winds  will  obey  and  be  still ; 
But  now  my  soul  flutters  and  cries. 

And  longs  to  be  soaring  away. 
From  darkness  and  gloom,  to  the  skies, 

The  regions  of  bright,  endless  day. 

4  Dear  Saviour,  0,  let  me  come  home. 

And  rest  on  thy  bosom  in  peace ; 
No  more  from  thy  presence  to  roam — 
Then  tempests  and  storms  shall  all  cease. 

484 


T 


ASPIRATIONS. 

I  '11  sing  of  thy  wonderful  ways, 
With  all  of  the  glorified  throng — 

For  ever  and  ever,  thy  praise. 

Shall  be  the  one  theme  of  my  song. 

827  Having  a  desire  to  depart.  8s. 

Phil.  1  :  23. 

^0  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope. 
My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone ; 

0  bear  me,  ye  cherubim,  up. 

And  waft  me  away  to  his  throne. 
My  Saviour,  whom  absent,  I  love ; 

Whom,  not  having  seen,  I  adore ; 
Whose  name  is  exalted  above 

All  glory,  dominion,  and  power! 

2  Dissolve  thou  those  bands  that  detain 

My  soul  from  her  portion  in  thee, 
Ah !  strike  oflf  this  adamant  chain, 

And  make  me  eternally  free. 
When  that  happy  era  begins. 

When  arrayed  in  thy  glories  I  shine, 
Nor  grieve  any  more,  by  my  sins, 

The  bosom  on  which  I  recline ; 

3  0  then  shall  the  vail  be  removed ! 

And  round  me  thy  brightness  be  poured; 

1  shall  meet  him,  whom  absent  I  loved ; 

I  shall  see,  whom  unseen  I  adored. 
And  then,  never  more  shall  the  fears. 

The  trials,  temptations,  and  woes. 
Which  darken  this  valley  of  tears, 

Intrude  on  my  blissful  repose. 

828  A  pilgrim's  song.  S.  M.  D. 

A  FEW  more  years  shall  roll, 
A  few  more  seasons  come ; 
And  we  shall  be  with  those  that  rest, 
Asleep  within  the  tomb. 
485 


THE  NEW  LIFE : 

Then,  0  my  Lord,  prepare 
My  soul  for  that  great  day ; 

0  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 
And  take  my  sins  away. 

A  few  more  suns  shall  set 

O'er  these  dark  hills  of  time; 
And  we  shall  be  where  suns  are  not, 

A  far  serener  clime. 
Then,  0  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  blest  day ; 
0  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood. 

And  take  my  sins  away. 

A  few  more  storms  shall  beat 

On  this  wild  rocky  shore ; 
And  we  shall  be  where  tempests  cease, 

And  surges  swell  no  more. 
Then,  0  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  calm  day, 
0  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood. 

And  take  my  sins  away. 

A  few  more  struggles  here, 

A  few  more  partings  o'er, 
A  few  more  toils,  a  few  more  tears. 

And  we  shall  weep  no  more. 
Then,  0  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  blest  day; 
0  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood. 

And  take  my  sins  away. 

A  few  more  meetings  here. 

Shall  cheer  us  on  our  way; 
And  we  shall  reach  the  endless  rest, 

The  eternal  Sabbath  day. 
Then,  0  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  sweet  day, 
0  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood. 

And  take  ;ny  sins  away. 
486 


ff 


ASPIRATIONS. 

829  Here  and  yonder.  8s  &  7s. 

ERE,  we  are  but  straying  pilgrims, 
Here,  our  path  is  ofleu  dim. 
But  to  cheer  us  on  our  journey, 
Still  we  sing  this  way-side  hymn. 

-  CHORUS. 

Yonder,  over  the  rolling  river. 

Where  the  shining  mansions  rise, 
Soon  will  be  our  home  for  ever. 
And  the  smile  of  the  blessed  Giver 
Gladdens  all  our  longing  eyes. 

2  Here,  our  feet  are  often  weary, 

On  the  hills  that  throng  our  way; 
Here,  the  tempest  darkly  gathers, 
But  our  hearts  within  us  say — 

Yonder,  over  the  rolling  river,  etc. 

3  Here,  our  souls  are  often  fearful, 

Of  the  pilgrim's  lurking  foe; 
But  the  Lord  is  our  defender. 
And  he  tells  us  we  may  know, 

Yonder,  over  the  rolling  river,  etc. 

4  Here,  our  shadowed  homes  are  transient, 

And  we  meet  the  stranger's  frown ; 
So  we  '11  sing  with  joy  while  going. 
E'en  to  death's  dark  billow  down — 

Yonder,  over  the  rolling  river,  etc. 

330  ^^''^9  ^f  0"^  pilgrimage.  7s  &  6s, 

OWHEN  shall  I  see  Jesus, 
And  dwell  with  him  above, 
To  drink  the  flowing  fountain 

Of  everlasting  love  ? 
When  shall  I  be  delivered         •  | 
From  this  vain  world  of  sin,.  1 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in  ? 
487 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

But  now  I  am  a  soldier, 

My  Captain's  gone  before: 
He  's  given  me  my  orders, 

And  tells  me  not  to  fear. 
And  if  I  hold  out  faithful, 

A  crown  of  life  he  '11  give, 
And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 

Eternal  life  shall  have. 
Through  grace  I  am  determined 

To  -conquer  though  I  die ; 
And  then  away  to  Jesus 

On  wings  of  love  I  '11  fly. 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

I  bid  them  both  adieu : 
And  you,  my  friends,  prove  faithful. 

And  on  your  way  pursue. 
And  if  you  meet  with  troubles 

And  trials  on  the  way, 
Then  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 

And  don't  forget  to  pray. 
Gird  on  the  heavenly  armor 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 
And  when  your  warfare  's  ended. 

You  '11  reign  with  him  above. 
0 !  do  not  be  discouraged. 

For  Jesus  is  your  Friend, 
And  if  you  long  for  knowledge, 

On  him  you  may  depend; 
Neither  will  he  upbraid  you, 

Though  often  you  request; 
He  '11  give  you  grace  to  conquer. 

And  take  you  home  to  rest. 
831  How  long,  0  Lord.  7s  &  6s 

OW  long,  0  Lord,  our  Saviour, 
Wilt  thou  remain  away  ? 
Our  hearts  are  growing  weary 

Of  thy  so  long  delay; 
488 


E 


ASPIRATIONS 

0  when  shall  come  the  moment, 
When  brighter  far  than  morn, 

The  sunshine  of  thy  glory, 
Shall  on  thy  people  dawn. 

2  How  long,  0  gracious  Master, 

Wilt  thou  thy  household  leave  ? 
So  long  hast  thou  now  tarried. 

Few  thy  return  believe. 
Immersed  in  sloth  and  folly, 

Thy  servants.  Lord,  we  see. 
And  few  of  us  stand  ready 

With  joy  to  welcome  thee. 

3  How  long,  0  heavenly  Bridegroom, 

How  long  wilt  thou  delay  ? 
And  yet  how  few  are  grieving 

That  thou  dost  absent  stay: 
Thy  very  bride,  her  portion 

And  calling  hath  forgot, 
And  seeks  for  ease  and  glory 

Where  thou,  her  Lord,  art  not. 

4  0  wake  thy  slumbering  virgins, 

Send  forth  the  solemn  cry — 
Let  all  thy  saints  repeat  it — 

The  Bridegroom  draweth  nigh ; 
May  all  our  lamps  be  burning. 

Our  loins  well  girded  be, 
Each  longing  heart  preparing 
With  joy  thy  face  to  see. 
832  Aspiration.  7s  &  6s. 

T)ISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings; 
Xl'  Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise,  from  transitory  things. 

Toward  heaven,  thy  native  place. 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay; 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 
To  seats  prepared  above ! 
'       489 


THE  NEW  LIFE  : 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course ; 
Fire  ascending  seeks  the  sun ; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source : 
So  a  soul  that 's  born  of  God 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face, 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn; 

Press  onward  to  the  prize ; 
Soon  your  Saviour  will  return 

Triumphant  in  the  skies: 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given. 
All  your  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 

833     Arise  and  depart,  for  this  is  not  your  rest.  6s. 

Mich.  2  :  10. 

GO  up,  go  up,  my  heart. 
Dwell  with  thy  God  above ; 
For  here  thou  canst  not  rest, 
Nor  here  give  out  thy  love. 

2  Go  up,  go  up,  my  heart. 

Be  not  a  trifler  here ; 
Ascend  above  these  clouds, 
Dwell  in  a  higher  sphere. 

3  Let  not  thy  love  flow  out 

To  things  so  soiled  and  dim ;  .  j 
Go  up  to  heaven  and  God, 
Take  up  thy  love  to  him. 

4  Waste  not  thy  precious  stores 

On  creature-love  below; 
To  God  that  wealth  belongs. 
On  him  that  wealth  bestow. 

490 


ASPIRATIONS. 


5  Go  up,  reluctant  heart, 

Take  up  thy  rest  above ; 
Arise,  earth-clinging  thoughts ; 
Ascend,  my  lingering  love ! 


M^ 


834  My  spirit  longs  for  thee.  6s. 
"Y  spirit  longs  for  thee 

Within  my  troubled  breast. 
Through  I  unworthy  be 
Of  so  divine  a  Guest. 

2  Of  so  divine  a  Guest. 

Unworthy  though  I  be, 
Yet  has  my  heart  no  rest 
Unless  it  come  from  thee. 

3  Unless  it  come  from  thee, 

In  vain  I  look  around; 
In  all  that  I  can  see. 
No  rest  is  to  be  found. 

4  No  rest  is  to  be  found. 

But  in  thy  blessed  love  : 

0  let  my  wish  be  crowned, 

And  send  it  from  above  1 

835  I  have  longed  for  thy  salvation.         6s  &  5s. 

Psalm  119 :  174. 

PURER  yet  and  purer 
I  would  be  in  mind. 
Dearer  yet  and  dearer 
Every  duty  find : 

2  Hoping  still,  and  trusting 

God  without  a  fear 
Patiently  believing 

He  will  make  all  clear: 

3  Calmer  yet  and  calmer 

Trial  bear  and  pain, 
Surer  yet  and  surer 
Peace  at  last  to  gain. 
491 


THE  NEAV  LIFE; 

4  Suffering  still  and  doing, 

To  his  will  resigned, 
And  to  God  subduing 

Heart,  and  will,  and  mind  : 

5  Higher  yet  and  higher. 

Out  of  clouds  and  night. 
Nearer  yet  and  nearer 
Rising  to  the  light — 

6  Oft  these  earnest  longings 

Swell  within  my  breast. 
Yet  their  inner  meaning 
Ne'er  can  be  expressed. 

836  1  would  not  live  alway.  lis. 

Job.  7:  16. 

I  WOULD  not  live  alway :  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the  way ; 
The  few  cloudy  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here 
Are  enough  for  life's  woes,  full  enough  for  its  cheer. 

2  I  would  not  live  ulway  :  no,  welcome  the  tomb  ; 
Since  Jesus  has  Iain  there,  I  dread  not  its  gloom  ; 
There  sweet  be  my  rest,  till  he  bid  me  arise 

To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

3  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from  his  God, 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode. 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'erthebrightplains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns; 

4  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet. 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to  greet, 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the  soul ! 

837  I  am  weary.  lis. 

I  AM  weary  of  straying  ;  O  fain  would  I  rest, 
In  that  far  distant  land  of  the  pure  and  the  blest ; 
Where  sin  can  no  longer  her  blandishment  spread, 
And  tears  and  temptations  for  ever  are  fled. 
2  I  am  weary  of  hoping,  where  hope  is  untrue. 
As  fair  but  as  fleeting,  as  morning's  bright  dew; 
I  long  for  the  land  whose  blest  promise  alone 
•Is  as  changeless  and  sure  as  eternity's  thi"one. 
492 


ASPIRATIONS. 

3  I  am  weary  of  sighini^  o'er  sorrows  of  earth, 
O'er  joy's  glowing  visions,  that  fade  at  their  birth, 
Oer  pangs  of  the  loved,  which   we  can  not  assuage, 

.    O'er  the  blightings  of  youth,  and  the  weakness  of  age, 

4  I  am  weary  of  loving  what  passes  away — 
The  sweetest  and  dearest,  alas,  may  not  stay  ! 

I  long  for  that  land  where  those  partings  are  o'er. 
And  death  and  the  tomb  can  divide  hearts  no  more. 

5  I  am  weary,  my  Saviour,  of  grieving  thy  love ; 

0  !  when  shall  I  rest  in  thy  presence  above  ; 

1  am  wearj^ — but  O  !  let  me  never  repine,  [mine. 
While  thy  word,  and  thy  love,  and  thy  promise  are 

838  Strangers  and  pilgrims.  lis, 

IPet.  2:  11. 

MY  rest  is  in  heaven — my  home  is  not  here  ; 
Then  why  sould  I  murmur  when  trials  appear? 
Be  hushed,  my  sad  spirit,  the  worst  that  may  come 
But  shortens  thy  journey  and  hastens  thee  home. 

2  A  pilgrim  and  stranger,  I  seek  not  my  bliss. 
Nor  lay  up  my  treasures  in  regions  like  this  ; 
I  look  for  a  city  which  hands  have  not  piled ; 
I  pant  for  a  country  bj'^  sin  undefiled. 

3  Afflictions  may  try  me,  but  can  not  destroy  ; 
One  vision  of  home  turns  them  all  into  joy  ; 
And  the  bitterest  tear  that  flovvs  from  my  eyes, 
But  sweetens  my  hope  of  that  home  in  the  skies. 

4  Though  foes  and  temptations  my  progress  oppose, 
They  only  make  heaven  more  sweet  at  the  close  j 
Come  joy  or  come  sorrow — the  worst  may  befall. 
One  moment  in  heaven  will  make  up  for  all. 

5  The  thorn  and  the  thistle  around  me  may  grow, 
I  would  not  repose  upon  roses  below  ; 

I  ask  not  my  portion,  I  seek  not  my  rest, 
Till,  seated  with  Jesus,  I  lean  on  his  breast. 

6  A  scrip  for  the  way  and  a  staff  in  my  hand, 

I  march  on  in  haste  through  the  enemy's  land  : 
The  road  may  be  rough,  but  it  can  not  bo  long: 
So  I  '11  smooth  it  with  hope,  and  I'll  cheer  it  with  song. 

839  I  shall  be  satisfied.  lis  &  10s. 

Psalm  17 :  15. 

NOT  here  I  not  hero  I  not  where  the  sparkling  waters 
Fade  into  mocking  sands  as  we  draw  near; 
Where  in  the  wilderness  each  footstep  falters— 
•'I  shall  be  satisfied  ;"  but,  O  !  not  here  1 
'     493 


THE  NEW  LIFE. 

2  Not  here — where  all  the  dreams  of  bliss  deceive  us, 
Where  the  worn  spirit  never  gains  its  goal ; 

Where,  haunted  ever  by  the  thought  that  grieves  us, 
Across  us  floods  of  bitter  memory  roll. 

3  There  is  a  land  where  every  pulse  is  thrilling 
With  rapture  earth's  sojourners  may  not  know, 

Where  heaven's  repose  the  weary  heart  is  stilling, 
And  peacefully  life's  time-tossed  currents  flow. 

4  Fur  out  of  sight,  while  yet  the  flesh  enfolds  us, 
Lies  the  fair  country  where  our  hearts  abide, 

And  of  its  bliss  is  nought  more  wondrous  told  us 
Than  these  few  words — "  I  shall  be  satisfied." 

5  Satisfied  !  satisfied  I     The  spirit's  yearning 

For  sweet  companionship  with  kindred  minds — 
The  silent  love  that  here  meets  no  returning — 
The  inspiration  which  no  language  finds — 

6  Shall  they  be  satisfied?     The  soul's  vague  longing — 
The  aching  void  which  nothing  earthly  fills  ? 

01  what  desires  upon  my  soul  are  thronging 
As  I  look  upward  to  the  heavenly  hills. 

7  Thither  my  weak  and  weary  steps  are  tending — 
Saviour  and  Lord  !  with  thy  frail  child  abide  !    [ing, 

Guide  me  toward  home,  where,  all  my  wanderings  end- 

I  shall  see  thee,  and  "  shall  be  satisfied." 
S40  Lord,  tarry  not,  but  come.  P.  M. 

BEYOND  the  smiling  and  the  weeping, 
I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Beyond  the  waking  and  the  sleeping, 
Beyond  the  sowing  and  the  reaping, 
I  shall  be  soon. 
Love,  rest,  and  home ! 
Sweet  home ! 
Lord,  tarry  not,  hut  come. 

2  Beyond  the  blooming  and  the  fading, 

I  shall  be  soon; 
Beyond  the  shining  and  the  shading. 
Beyond  the  hoping  and  the  dreading 
I  shall  be  soon. 
Love,  rest,  and  home ! 
Sweet  home ! 

Lord,  tarry  not,  but  come, 
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ASPIRATIONS. 

3  Beyond  the  rising  and  the  setting, 

I  shall  be  soon; 
Beyond  the  calming  and  the  fretting, 
Beyond  remembering  and  forgetting, 
T  shall  be  soon. 
Love,  rest,-  and  home ! 
Sweet  home! 
Lord,  tarry  not,  but  come. 

4  Beyond  the  parting  and  the  meeting, 

I  shall  be  soon ; 
Beyond  the  farewell  and  the  greeting. 
Beyond  the  pulse's  fever  beating, 
I  shall  be  soon. 
Love,  rest,  and  home ! 
Sweet  home ! 
Lord,  tarry  not,  but  come. 

5  Beyond  the  frost-chain  and  the  fever, 

I  shall  be  soon; 
Beyond  the  rock-waste  and  the  river, 
Beyond  the  ever  and  the  never 
I  shall  be  soon. 
Love,  rest,  and  home! 
Sweet  home ! 
Lord,  tarry  not,  but  come. 

841  0  tell  me  no  more.  1  Os &  lis. 

OTELL  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain  store  ; 
The  time  for  such  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er; 
A  country  I've  found  where  true  joys  ubound, 
To  dwell  I  'm  determined  on  that  happy  ground. 

2  The  souls  that  believe,  in  glory  shall  live, 
And  me  in  that  number  will  Jesus  receive  ; 
My  soul,  do  n't  delay,  he  calls  thee  away. 

Rise,  follow  the  Saviour,  and  bless  the  glad  day. 

3  No  mortal  doth  know  what  he  can  bestow. 
What  light,  strength  and  comfort — ^go  after  him, go; 
Lo,  onward  I  move  to  a  city  above, 

None  guesses  how  wondrous  ray  journey  will  prove. 

495 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

4  Great  spoils  I  shall  win,  from  death,  hell,  and  sin, 
'Midst  outward  afliictions,  I  feel  Christ  within  ; 
And  when  I  'm  to  die,  receive  me,  I'll  cry, 

For  Jesus  has  loved  me — I  can  not  tell  why. 

5  But  this  I  do  find,  we  two  are  so  joined, 

He  '11  not  live  in  glory,  and  leave  me  behind, 
So  this  is  the  race  I  'ra  running,  through  grace, 
Henceforth,  till  admitted  to  see  my  Lord's  face. 

6  Now  this  is  my  care,  that  my  neighhors  may  share 
These  blessings :  to  seek  them  will  none  of  you  dare  ? 
In  bondage,  O  why,  and  death,  will  you  lie. 

When  Jesus  assures  you  free  grace  is  so  nigh  ? 

842  Lead  us,  heavenly  Father,  lead  us.     8s,  7s  &4s. 

LEAD  us,  heavenly  Father!  lead  us 
O'er  the  world's  tempestuous  sea ; 
Guard  us,  guide  us,  keep  us,  feed  us, 
For  we  have  no  help  but  thee. 
Yet  possessing 
Every  blessing. 
If  our  God  our  Father  be. 

2  Saviour !  breathe  forgiveness  o'er  us ; 

All  our  weakness  thou  dost  know; 
Thou  didst  tread  this  earth  before  us. 
Thou  didst  feel  its  keenest  woe. 

Lone  and  dreary. 

Faint  and  weary 
Through  the  desert  thou  didst  go. 

3  Spirit  of  our  God  descending ! 

Fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  joy; 
Love  with  every  passion  blending, 
Pleasure  that  can  never  cloy. 

Thus  provided, 

Pardoned,  guided. 
Nothing  can  our  peace  destroy. 

843  Faint  yet  pursuing.  lOs. 

My  feet  are  worn  and  weary  with  the  march 
O'er  the  rough  road  and  up  the  steep  hill-side ; 
O  city  of  our  God  !  I  lain  would  see 

Thy  pastures  green,  where  peaceful  waters  glide. 

496 


ASPIRATIONS. 

2  My  hands  are  worn  and  wear}',  toiling  on, 

Day  after  day,  for  perishable  meat ; 
O  city  of  our  God!  I  fain  would  rest — 
I  sigh  to  gain  thy  glorious  mercy-seat. 

3  My  garments,  travel-worn  and  stained  with  dust, 

Oft  rent  by  briers  and  thorns  that  crowd  my  way, 
"Would  fain  be  made,  O  Lord,  my  righteousness! 
Spotless  and  white  in  heaven's  unclouded  ray. 

4  My  eyes  arc  weary  looking  at  the  sin. 

Impiety,  and  scorn  upon  the  earth  ; 
O  city  of  our  God!  within  thy  walls 

All — all  are  clothed  again  with  thy  new  birth. 

5  My  heai't  is  weary  of  its  own  deep  sin — 

Sinning,  repenting,  sinning  still  again  ; 
When  shall  my  soul  thy  glorious  presence  feel, 
And  find,  dear  Saviour,  it  is  free  from  stain  ? 

6  Patience,  poor  soul !  the  Saviour's  feet  were  worn  ; 

The  Saviour's  heart  and  hands  were  weary  too; 
His  garments  stained,  and  travel-worn,  and  old; 
His  vision  blinded  with  a  pitying  dew. 

7  Love  thou  the  path  of  sorrow  that  he  trod  ; 

Toil  on,  and  wait  in  patience  for  thy  rest: 
O  city  of  our  God !  we  soon  shall  see 

Thy  glorious  walls — home  of  the  loved  and  blest. 

844:  The  night  is  far  spent,  etc.  1  Os  &  1 1 S. 

Rom.  13 :  12. 

SOON  and  for  ever  the  breaking  of  day 
Shall  chase  all  the  night-clouds  of  sorrow  away; 
Soon  and  for  ever  we '11  see  as  we're  seen. 
And  know  the  deep  meaning  of  things  that  have  been, 
Where  fightings  without  and  conflicts  within 
Shall  weary  no  more  in  the  warfare  with  sin —  [never, 
Where  tears,  and  where  fears,  and  where  death  sliall  be 
Christians  with  Christ  shall  be  soon  and  for  ever. 

2  Soon  and  for  ever — such  promise  our  trust — 
Though  ashes  to  ashes,  and  dust  be  to  dust. 
Soon  and  for  ever  our  union  shall  be 
Made  perfect,  our  glorious  Redeemer,  in  theo  : 
When  the  cares  and  the  sorrows  of  time  shall  be  o'er, 
Its  pangs  and  its  partings  remembered  no  more ; 
Where  life  can  not  fail  and  where  death  can  not  sever, 
Christians  with  Christ  shall  be  soon  and  for  ever. 

42  497 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

ii  Soon  and  for  ever  the  work  shall  be  done, 
The  warfare  accomplished,  tlie  victory  won  ; 
Soon  and  for  ever  the  soldier  lay  down 
The  sword  for  a  harp,  the  cross  for  a  crown  : 
Then  droop  not  in  sorrow,  despond  not  in  fear, 
A  glorious  to-morrow  is  brightening  and  near. 
When — bless6d  reward  for  each  faithful  endeavor — 
Christians  with  Christ  shall  be  soon  and  for  ever  ! 


TEMPTATIONS  AND  CONFLICTS. 

84-5         When  I  would  do  good,  evil  is  present.         L.  M, 

Rom.  7:  21. 

IN  thee,  0  Lord,  I  put  my  trust, 
Thou  art  my  portion  and  my  song ; 
Thy  ways,  with  me,  are  always  just. 
But  mine,  with  tliee,  are  often  wrong. 

2  I  can  not  do  the  things  I  would. 

For  sin  is  in  my  flesh  concealed; 
So  evil  takes  the  place  of  good, 

And  all  my  weakness  stands  revealed. 

3  But  thou,  0  Lord,  can'st  make  me  clean, 

And  give  me  strength  to  do  the  right; 
While  on  thy  promises  I  lean, 
All  darkness  changes  into  light. 

4  0  give  me  grace  the  wrong  to  shun. 

The  right  to  follow  all  my  days, 
And  when  life's  victory  is  won. 

Then  will  I  give  thee  all  the  praise. 

84:6  We  are  more  than  conquerors.  L.  M. 

Rom.  8 :  37. 

THE  Christian  warrior,  see  him  stand 
In  the  whole  armor  of  his  God; 
The  Spirit's  sword  is  in  his  hand. 
His  feet  are  with  the  gospel  shod. 

498 


TEMPTATIONS  AND  CONFLICTS. 

2  In  panoply  of  truth  complete, 

Salvation's  helmet  on  his  head, 
With  righteousness,  a  breastplate  meet, 
And  faith's  broad  shield  before  him  spread. 

3  With  this,  omnipotence  he  moves; 

From  this  the  alien  armies  flee ; 
Till  more  than  conqueror  he  proves, 
Through  Christ,  who  gives  him  victory. 

4  Thus,  strong  in  his  Redeemer's  strength. 

Sin,  death,  and  hell  he  tramples  down. 
Fights  the  good  fight,  and  wins  at  length, 
Through  mercy,  an  immortal  crown. 

847  -P"^  on  the  whole  armor  of  God.  L.  M. 

Eph.  6  •>  11. 

AWAKE,  my  soul!  lift  up  thine  eyes; 
See  where  thy  foes  against  thee  rise, 
In  long  array,  a  numerous  host ; 
Awake,  my  soul !  or  thou  art  lost. 

2  See  where  rebellious  passions  rage. 
And  fierce  desires  and  lust  engage ; 
The  meanest  foe  of  all  the  train 

Has  thousands  and  ten  thousands  slain. 

3  Thou  treadest  upon  enchanted  ground; 
Perils  and  snares  beset  thee  round ; 
Beware  of  all;  guard  every  part; 

But  most,  the  traitor  in  thy  heart. 

4  Come,  then,  my  soul !  now  learn  to  wield 
The  weight  of  thine  immortal  shield; 
Put  on  the  armor  from  above. 

Of  heavenly  truth,  and  heavenly  love. 

848  ^^t  ws  go  forth  without  the  camp.  L.  M. 

Heb.  13:  13. 

SILENT,  like  men  in  solemn  haste, 
Girded  wayfarers  of  the  waste, 
We  press  along  the  narrow  road 
That  leads  to  life,  to  bliss,  to  God. 
.     499 


THE  NE^y  LIFE: 

2  We  fling  aside  the  weight  and  sin, 
Resolved  the  victory  to  win  ; 

We  know  the  peril,  but  our  eyes 
Rest  on  the  splendor  of  the  prize. 

3  No  idling  now,  no  wasteful  sleep ; 
We  trim  our  lamps,  our  vigils  keep ; 
No  shrinking  from  the  desperate  fight, 
No  thought  of  yielding  or  of  flight; 

4  No  love  of  present  gain  nor  ease, 
No  seeking  man  nor  self  to  please. — 
With  the  brave  heart  and  steady  eye, 
We  onward  march  to  victory. 

6  Night  is  far  spent,  and  morn  is  near — 
Morn  of  the  cloudless  and  the  clear ; 
'Tis  but  a  little  and  we  come 
To  our  reward,  our  crown,  our  home. 

6  Another  year — it  may  be  less — 
And  we  have  crossed  the  wilderness. 
Finished  the  toil,  the  rest  begun. 
The  battle  fought,  the  triumph  won. 

84:9  -^  pillar  of  cloud  by  day,  etc.  L.  M. 

Exodus  13:  21. 

WHEN  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved. 
Out  from  the  land  of  bondage  came. 
Her  father's  God  before  her  moved, 
An  awful  Guide,  in  smoke  and  flame. 

2  By  day,  along  th'  astonished  lands 

The  cloudy  pillar  glided  slow  ; 
By  night  Arabia's  crimsoned  sands 
Returned  the  fiery  column's  glow. 

3  Thus  present  still,  though  now  unseen, 

0  Lord,  when  shines  the  prosperous  day, 
Be  thoughts  of  thee  a  cloudy  screen, 
To  temper  the  deceitful  ray. 

500 


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TEMPTATIONS  AND  CONFLICTS. 

4  And  0,  when  gathers  on  our  path, 

In  shade  and  storm,  the  frequent  nighfc, 
Be  thou  long-suffering,  slow  to  wrath, 
A  burning  and  a  shining  light. 

850  Fight  the  good  fight  of  faith.  L.  M. 

Tim.  6 :  12. 

ISRAEL,  to  thy  tents  repair : 
Why  thus  secure  on  hostile  ground  ? 
Thy  King  commands  thee  to  beware 
For  many  foes  thy  camp  surround. 

The  trumpet  gives  a  martial  strain : 
0  Israel,  gird  thee  for  the  fight! 

Arise,  the  combat  to  maintain. 
And  put  thine  enemies  to  flight ! 

Thou  shouldst  not  sleep,  as  others  do ; 

Awake ;  be  vigilant ;  be  brave  ! 
The  coward,  and  the  sluggard  too. 

Must  wear  the  fetters  of  the  slave. 

A  nobler  lot  is  cast  for  thee; 

A  kingdom  waits  thee  in  the  skies: 
With  such  a  hope,  shall  Israel  flee. 

Or  yield,  through  weariness,  the  prize  ? 

No !  let  a  careless  world  repose 

And  slumber  on  through  life's  short  day, 

While  Israel  to  the  conflict  goes. 
And  bears  the  glorious  prize  away ! 

Psalm  M.  L.  M. 

THE  tempter  to  my  soul  hath  said — 
"  There  is  no  help  in  God  for  thee  ;" 
Lord !  lift  thou  up  thy  servant's  head, 
My  glory,  shield,  and  solace  be. 

Thus  to  the  Lord  I  raised  my  cry. 
He  heard  me  from  his  holy  hill ; 

At  his  command  the  waves  rolled  by ; 
He  beckoned — and  the  winds  were  still. 
501 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

3  I  laid  me  down  and  slept — I  woke — 

Thou,  Lord !  my  spirit  didst  sustain ; 
Bright  from  the  east  the  morning  broke — 
Thy  comforts  rose  on  me  again. 

4  I  will  not  fear,  though  arm^d  throngs 

'Compass  my  steps  in  all  their  wrath; 
Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs : 

His  presence  guards  his  people's  path. 

852  The  Lord  is  nigh,  to  all  that  call  on  him.      L.  M. 

Psalm  145 :  18, 

ITTHEN,  in  the  hour  of  lonely  woe, 
Vt     I  give  my  sorrows  leave  to  flow, 
And  anxious  fear  and  dark  distrust 
Weigh  down  my  spirit  to  the  dust; 

2  When  not  e'en  friendship's  gentle  aid 
Can  heal  the  wounds  the  world  has  made, 

0  this  shall  check  each  rising  sigh — 
My  Saviour  is  for  ever  nigh. 

3  His  counsels  and  upholding  care 
My  safety  and  my  comfort  are : 
And  he  shall  guide  me  all  my  days. 
Till  glory  crown  the  work  of  grace. 

853  I  ^^c^ve  considered  the  days  of  old.  L.  M. 

Psalm  77 :  5. 

LORD  !  I  have  foes  without,  within. 
The  world,  the  flesh,  indwelling  sin. 
Life's  daily  ills,  temptation's  power, 
The  tempted  spirit's  weaker  hour. 

2  Yet,  in  the  gloom  of  silent  thought, 

1  call  to  mind  what  God  hath  wrought — 
Thy  wonders  in  the  days  of  old. 

Thy  mercies  great  and  manifold. 

3  0,  then  to  thee  I  stretch  my  hands, 

Like  failing  streams  through  desert  sands ; 
I  thirst  for  thee,  as  harvest  plains, 
Parched  by  the  summer,  thirst  for  rains! 
502 


TEMPTATIONS  AND  CONFLICTS. 

4  Teach  me  thy  will,  subdue  my  own ; 
Thou  art  my  God,  and  thou  alone ; 
Release  my  soul  from  trouble,  Lord! 
Quicken  and  keep  me  by  thy  word. 

854  Why  art  thou  cast  down.  L.  M. 

Psalm  42 :  5. 

WHEN  darkness  long  has  vailed  my  mind, 
And  smiling  day  once  more  appears; 
Then,  my  Creator !  then  I  find 
The  folly  of  my  doubts  and  fears. 

2  Straight  I  upbraid  my  wandering  heart, 

And  blush  that  I  should  ever  be 
Thus  prone  to  act  so  base  a  part, 
Or  harbor  one  hard  thought  of  thee. 

3  0,  let  me  then  at  length  be  taught 

What  I  am  still  so  slow  to  learn — 
That  God  is  love,  and  changes  not, 
Nor  knows  the  shadow  of  a  turn. 

4  Sweet  truth,  and  easy  to  repeat ! 

But,  when  my  faith  is  sharply  tried, 
I  find  myself  a  learner  yet. 

Unskillful,  weak,  and  apt  to  slide. 

5  But,  0  my  God!  one  look  from  thee 

Subdues  the  disobedient  will, 
Drives  doubt  and  discontent  away ; 
And  thy  rebellious  child  is  still. 

855  We  walk  by  faith.  L.  M. 

2  Cor.  5  :  7. 

BY  faith  in  Christ  I  walk  with  God, 
With  heaven,  my  journey's  end,  in  view; 
Supported  by  his  staff  and  rod, 
My  road  is  safe  and  pleasant  too. 
2  I  travel  through  a  desert  wide, 

Where  many  round  me  blindly  stray ; 
But  he  vouchsafes  to  be  my  Guide, 
And  keeps  me  in  the  narrow  way. 
603 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

3  The  wilderness  affords  no  food, 

But  God  for  my  support  prepares, 
Provides  me  every  needful  good, 

And  frees  my  soul  from  wants  and  cares. 

4  With  him  sweet  converse  I  maintain ; 

Great  as  he  is,  I  dare  be  free ; 
I  tell  him  all  my  grief  and  pain. 
And  he  reveals  his  love  to  me. 

5  I  pity  all  that  worldlings  talk 

Of  pleasures  that  will  quickly  end ; 
Be  this  my  choice,  0  Lord !  to  walk 

With  thee,  my  Guide,  my  Guard,  my  Friend. 

356  I  press  toward  the  mark.  L.  M. 

Phil.  3 :  14. 

AWAKE,  our  souls ;  away,  our  fears ; 
Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone ; 
Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race. 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  'tis  a  straight  and  thorny  road, 

And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 

Who  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint; 

3  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  power 

Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 
And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring. 

Our  souls  shall  drink  a  full  supply ; 
While  those  who  trust  their  native  strength. 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air. 

We  '11  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly. 
Nor  tire  amid  the  heavenly  road. 
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TEMPTATIONS  AND  CONFLICTS. 

857  Lord,  save  us ;  we  perish.  L.  M. 

Matt.  8  :  25. 

THE  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high ; 
Clouds  overcast  my  wintry  sky; 
Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  call ; 
My  fears  are  great^  my  strength  is  small. 

2  0  Lord,  the  pilot's  part  perform. 

And  guide  and  guard  me  through  the  storm ; 
Defend  me  from  each  threatening  ill : 
Control  the  waves;  say,  "Peace!  be  still." 

3  Amid  the  roaring  of  the  sea. 

My  soul  still  hangs  her  hope  on  thee; 
Thy  constant  love,  thy  faithful  care. 
Is  all  that  saves  me  from  despair. 

4  Though  tempest-tossed  and  half  a  wreck, 
My  Saviour  through  the  floods  I  seek : 
Let  neither  winds  nor  stormy  main 
Force  back  my  shattered  bark  again. 

858  Where  is  the  blessedness  ye  spake  of.  L.  M. 

Gal.  4 :  15. 

0  WHERE  is  now  that  glowing  love 
That  marked  our  union  with  the  Lord? 
Our  hearts  were  fixed  on  things  above. 
Nor  could  the  world  a  joy  afford. 

2  Where  is  the  zeal  that  led  us  then 

To  make  our  Saviour's  glory  known ; 
That  freed  us  from  the  fear  of  men, 
And  kept  our  eyes  on  him  alone  ? 

3  Where  are  the  happy  seasons  spent 

In  fellowship  with  him  we  loved  ? 
The  sacred  joy,  the  sweet  content^ 
The  blessedness  that  then  we  proved  ? 

4  Behold,  again  we  turn  to  thee, 

0  cast  us  not  away,  though  vile! 
No  peace  we  have,  no  joy  we  see, 
0  Lord,  our  God,  but  in  thy  smile. 
4-3  .  505 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

859      Xoye — which  passeth  knowledge.      L.  M.  6  lines 

Eph.  3:  19. 

THOU  hidden  love  of"  God,  whose  hight, 
Whose  depth,  unfathomed,  no  man  knows, 
I  see  from  far  thy  beauteous  light : 

Inly  I  sigh  for  thy  repose ; 
My  heart  is  pained;  nor  can  it  be 
At  rest  till  it  find  rest  in  thee. 

2  Thy  secret  voice  invites  me  still 

The  sweetness  of  thy  yoke  to  prove ; 
And  fain  I  would;  but  though  my  will 

Seems  fixed,  yet  wide  my  passions  rove; 
Yet  hindrances  strew  all  the  way ; 
I  aim  at  thee,  yet  from  thee  stray. 

3  'T  is  mercy  all,  that  thou  hast  brought 

My  mind  to  seek  her  peace  in  thee ; 
Yet,  while  I  seek,  but  find  thee  not, 

No  peace  my  wandering  soul  shall  see. 
Q,  when  shall  all  my  wanderings  end. 
And  all  my  steps  to  thee-ward  tend  ? 

4  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  sun 

That  strives  with  thee  my  heart  to  share  ? 
Ah,  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 

The  Lord  of  every  motion  there : 
Then  shall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free, 
When  it  hath  found  repose  in  thee. 

800  So  run  that  ye  may  obtain.  C.  M. 

1  Cor.  9 :  24. 

RISE,  0  my  soul !  pursue  the  path 
By  ancient  heroes  trod ; 
Ambitious  view  those  holy  men 
Who  lived  and  walked  with  God. 
2  Though  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear; 
And  in  example  live  ; 
Their  faith,  and  hope,  and  mighty  deeds, 
Still  fresh  instruction  give. 
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TEMPTATIONS  AND  CONFLICTS. 

3  'Twas  through  the  Lamb's  most  precious  blood 

They  conquered  every  foe  : 
And  to  his  power  and  matchless  grace, 
Their  crowns  and  honor  owe. 

4  Lord,  may  we  ever  keep  in  view 

The  patterns  thou  hast  given,  .   : 

And  ne'er  forsake  the  bless6d  road  ' 

Which  led  them  safe  to  heaven. 

861  0 !  it  will  he  glorious.  C.  M.  D. 

CHRISTIANS,  keep  your  armor  bright, 
Rejoice,  give  thanks,  and  sing; 
In  union  strong  together  iBght ; 

Hosanna  to  our  King ! 
Come,  laud  and  magnify  his  name, 

Nor  let  his  praises  cease; 
His  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness 
And  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

CHORUS. 

0  it  will  be  glorious . 
With  crowns  and  palms  victorious, 
And  Jesus  reigning  over  us. 
When  our  sad  warfare 's  o'er. 

2  We  will  not  act  the  coward's  part. 

But  onward  all  proceed : 
Our  Captain  shall  his  grace  impart 

In  every  time  of  need. 
Great  peace  have  they  who  love  his  cause, 

And  on  his  word  rely  ; 
From  such  as  keep  his  holy  laws. 

The  enemy  will  fly. 

3  The  world  and  sin  may  grieve  us  sore. 

And  rouse  our  weakest  fears; 
Our  march  is  but  a  few  days  more 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears. 
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THE  NEW  LIFE: 

Death  may  assail,  and  Satan  too, 

With  his  opposing  powers ; 
But  let  us  prove  our  valor  true, 

The  victory  is  ours. 

862  0  Lord,  remember  me.  C.  M. 

OTHOU,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 
I  lift  my  soul  to  thee ; 
In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
0  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  If  for  thy  sake,  upon  my  name 

Reproach  and  shame  shall  be, 
I  '11  hail  reproach  and  welcome  shame  ; 
0  Lord  remember  me ! 

3  When  worn  with  pain,  disease,  and  grief. 

This  feeble  body  see  ; 
Grant  patience,  rest  and  kind  relief; 

0  Lord  remember  me  ! 

4  When,  in  the  solemn  hour  of  death, 

1  wait  thy  just  decree, 

Be  this  the  prayer  of  my  last  breath — 
0  Lord,  remember  me ! 

6  And  when  before  thy  throne  I  stand, 
And  lift  ray  soul  to  thee, 
Then  with  the  saints  at  thy  right  hand, 
0  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

863  Endure  hardness  as  a  good  soldier.  C.  M. 

2  Tim.  2:  3. 

AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 
On  flowery  beds  of  ease. 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize. 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  ? 

508 


TEMPTATIONS  AND  CONFLICTS. 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord! 

1  '11  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 

Supported  by  thy  word. 

6  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war. 
Shall  conquer,  though  they  die ; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar. 
With  Hope's  exulting  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise. 
And  all  thine  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

864  Overcoming.  CM. 

KIND  Father,  look  with  pity  now 
On  one  by  sin  defiled ; 
While  at  the  mercy-seat  I  bow, 
0  bless  thy  erring  child. 

2  My  struggles.  Lord,  to  do  thy  will, 

How  poor  and  weak  they  are  I 
But  thou  art  gracious  to  me  still. 
Then  hear  my  humble  prayer. 

3  Let  love  upon  my  broken  heart 

Pour  out  its  healing  balm ; 
Bid  all  my  trembling  fears  depart — 
My  troubled  spirit  calm. 

4  And  now  my  hope  new  courage  takes, 

My  faith  grows  strong  and  sure ; 
The  cloud  from  off  my  vision  breaks, 
Again  my  heart  is  pure. 
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THE  NEW  LIFE : 

5  My  soul  mouuts  up  on  wings  of  light 

And  soars  to  climes  above — 
The  regions  where  all  things  are  bright, 
The  home  of  Peace  and  Love. 

6  There,  soon  I  '11  sing  of  love  divine, 

With  all  the  ransomed  throng, 
There,  Jesus  shall  be  ever  mine. 
His  love  my  endless  song. 

865  With  all  boldness.  C.  M. 

Phil.  1  :  20. 

'M  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 
Nor  to  defend  his  cause, 
Maintain  the  honors  of  his  word, 
The  glory  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  know  his  name. 

His  name  is  all  my  trust; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame. 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands. 

And  he  can  well  secure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands  ' 

Till  the  decisive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  his  Father's  face, 
And  In  the  new  Jerusalem 
Appoint  for  me  a  place, 

866  •SwM  with  patience.  C.  M. 

Heb.  12:  1. 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  stretch  eveiy  nerve, 
And  press  with  vigor  on ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  your  zeal. 
And  an  immortal  crown. 
2  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 
That  calls  thee  from  on  high : 
'T  is  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thy  aspiring  eye. 
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TEMPTATIONS  AND  CONFLICTS. 

3  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Holds  thee  in  full  survey : 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  the  way. 

4  Blest  Saviour,  introduced  by  thee. 

Have  we  our  race  begun ! 
And  crowned  with  victory  at  thy  feet 
We  '11  lay  our  honors  down. 

867  Mighty  through  God.  C.  M. 

2  Cor.  10  :  4. 

"AY,  tell  us  not  of  dangers  dire 
That  lie  in  duty's  path ; 
A  warrior  of  the  cross  can  feel 
No  fear  of  human  wrath. 

2  Where'er  the  prince  of  darkness  holds 

His  earthly  reign  abhorred. 
Sword  of  the  Spirit,  thee  we  draw. 
And  battle  for  the  Lord. 

3  We  go !  we  go,  to  break  the  chains 

That  bind  the  erring  mind. 
And  give  the  freedom  that  we  feel 
To  all  of  human  kind. 

4  But,  0,  we  wear  no  burnished  steel, 

And  seek  no  gory  field ; 
Our  weapon  is  the  word  of  God, 
His  promise  is  our  shield. 

5  And  still  serene  and  fixed  in  faith. 

We  fear  no  earthly  harm ; 
We  know  it  is  our  Father's  work. 
We  rest  npon  his  arm. 

8fi8        Beturn  to  me,  and  I  will  return  to  you.        C.  M, 
^  Mai.  3:  7. 

HOW  oft,  alas !  this  wretched  heart 
Has  wandered  from  the  Lord ! 
How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart — 
Forgetful  of  his  word! 
'       511 


THE  NEW  LIFE  : 

2  Yet  sovereign  mercy  calls — "  Return !" 

Dear  Lord !  and  may  I  come  ? 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn ; 
0 !  take  the  wanderer  home. 

3  And  canst  thou — wilt  thou  yet  forgive, 

And  bid  my  crimes  remove ! 
And  shall  a  pardoned  rebel  live 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love  ? 

4  Almighty  grace !  thy  healing  power, 

How  glorious — how  divine! 
That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore 
A  heart  so  vile  as  mine ! 

5  Thy  pardoning  love — so  free,  so  sweet, 

Dear  Saviour,  I  adore ; 
0 !  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet. 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

869  Help  thou  mine  unbelief.  C.  M.  D. 

Mark  9 :  24. 

EATHER,  when  o'er  our  trembling  hearts 
Doubt's  shadows  gathering  brood, 
When  faith  in  thee  almost  departs, 

And  gloomiest  fears  intrude. 
Forsake  us  not,  0  God  of  grace. 

But  send  those  fears  relief; 
Grant  us  again  to  see  thy  face ; 
Lord,  help  our  unbelief. 

2  When  sorrow  comes,  and  joys  are  flown, 
And  fondest  hopes  be  dead, 
And  blessings,  long  esteemed  our  own, 

Are  now  for  ever  fled — 
When  the  bright  promise  of  our  spring 

Is  but  a  withering  leaf — 
Lord,  to  thy  truth  still  let  us  cling. 
Help  thou  our  unbelief. 
512 


TEMPTATIONS  AND  CONFLICTS. 

3  And  when  the  powers  of  nature  fail 

Upon  the  couch  of  pain, 
Nor  love,  nor  friendship  can  avail 

The  spirit  to  detain ; 
Then,  Father,  be  our  closing  eyes 

Undimmed  kj  tears  of  grief, 
A.nd  if  a  trembling  doubt  arise, 

Help  thou  our  unbelief. 

870  Watch  and  pray.  CM. 

Mark  13  :  33. 

THE  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray, 
Through  life's  brief,  fleeting  hour, 
And  gives  the.Spirit^s  quickening  ray 
To  those  who  seek  his  power. 

2  The  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray, 

Maintain  a  warrior's  strife ;  * 

Help,  Lord,  to  hear  thy  voice  to-day; 
Obedience  is  our  life. 

3  The  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray ; 

For  soon  the  hour  will  come 
That  calls  us  from  the  earth  away, 
To  our  eternal  home. 

4  0  Saviour,  we  would  watch  and  pray, 

And  hear  thy  sacred  voice, 
And  walk,  as  thou. hast  marked  the  way, 
To  heaven's  eternal  joys. 

871  When  shall  I  come  and  appear  before  God.     C.  M. 

Psalm  45J :  2. 

AS  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays. 
Why  heaves  the  secret  sigh  ? 
'T  is  that  I  mourn  departed  days. 
Still  unprepared  to  die. 
2  The  world  and  worldly  things  beloved, 
My  anxious  thoughts  employed ; 
And  time,  unhallowed,  unimproved, 
Presents  a  fearful  void. 
513 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

3  Yet,  Holy  Father,  wild  despair 

Chase  from  my  laboring  breast; 
Thy  grace  it  is  which  prompts  the  prayer, 
That  grace  can  do  the  rest. 

4  My  life's  brief  remnant  all  be  thine ; 

And  when  thy  sure  decree 
Bids  me  this  fleeting  breath  resign, 
0,  speed  my  soul  to  thee. 

872    Let  me  not  wander  from  thy  commandments.    C.  M. 

Psalm  119 :  10. 

ALAS,  what  hourly  dangers  rise ! 
What  snares  beset  my  way! 
To  heaven,  0,  let  me  lift. mine  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 

And  melt  in  flowing  tears! 
My  weak  resistance,  ah,  how  vain ! 
How  strong  my  foes  and  fears ! 

3  0  gracious  God  !  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid ; 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive^ 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

4  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope. 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 
And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up. 
Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

5  0,  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way. 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee ! 

And  let  me  never,  never  stray 

From  happiness  and  thee. 

,873  Ever  with  the  Lord.  S.  M 

1  Thess.  4  :  17. 

«  TjlOR  EVER  with  the  Lord," 

Jj    Amen,  so  let  it  be; 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word, 
'T  is  immortality. 

514 


'  TEMPTATIONS  AND  CONFLICTS. 

2  Here  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  him  I  roam, 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

3  My  Father's  bouse  on  high. 

Home  of  my  soul,  how  near 
At  times,  to  faith's  aspiring  eye, 
Thy  golden  gates  appear ! 

4  Ah,  then  my  spirit  faints. 

To  reach  the  land  I  love. 
The  bright  inheritance  of  saints, 
Jerusalem  above. 

5  Yet  doubts  still  intervene. 

And  all  my  comfort  flies ; 
Like  Noah's  dove,  I  flit  between 
Rough  seas  and  stormy  skies. 

6  Anon  the  clouds  depart. 

The  winds  and  waters  cease ; 
While  sweetly  o'er  my  gladdened  heart 
Expands  the  bow  of  peace. 

874:       The  fashion  of  this  world,  etc.     C.  M.  peculiar. 

1  Cor.  7:  31. 

THIS  world  is  poor  from  shore  to  shore. 
And,  like  a  baseless  vision, 
Its  lofty  domes  and  brilliant  ore, 
Its  gems  and  crowns  are  vain  and  poor ; 
There  's  nothing  rich  but  heaven. 

2  Empires  decay,  and  nations  die. 
Our  hopes  to  winds,  are  given ; 
The  vernal  blooms  in  ruin  lie. 
Death  reigns  o'er  all  beneath  the  sky; 
There  's  nothing  sure  but  heaven. 
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THE  NEW  LIFE: 

3  Creation's  mighty  fabric  all 

Shall  be  to  atoms  riven — 
The  skies  consume,  the  planets  fall, 
Convulsions  rock  this  earthly  ball ; 

There's  nothing  firm  but  heaven. 

4  A  stranger,  lonely  here  I  roam, 

From  place  to  place  am  driven ; 
My  friends  are  gone,  and  I  'm  in  gloom, 
This  earth  is  all  a  dismal  tomb; 

I  have  no  home  but  heaven. 

5  The  clouds  disperse — the  light  appears, 

My  sins  are  all  forgiven ; 
Triumphant  grace  has  quelled  my  fears : 
Roll  on,  thou  sun !  fly  swift,  my  years ! 

I  'm  on  my  way  to  heaven. 

875  Watch!  S.M. 

MY  soul,  be  on  thy  guard ; 
Ten  thousand  foes  arise ; 
The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  0,  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray ; 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day. 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 

Nor  lay  thine  armor  down  : 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 
Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God ; 

He  '11  take  thee  at  thy  parting  breath, 
To  his  divine  abode. 
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EMPTATIONS  AND  CONFLICTS. 

876  Occupy  till  I  come.  S.  M. 

Luke  19  :  13. 

A  CHARGE  to  keep  I  have, 
A  God  to  glorify, 
A  never-dying  soul  to  save. 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky. 

2  To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfill ; 
0,  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care 

As  in"  thy  sight  to  live ; 
And  0,  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 
A  strict  account  to  give. 

4  Help  rae  to  watch  and  pray. 

And  on  thyself  rely. 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  for  ever  die. 

877  ^<^  ^*»i  t^'-^i  over  Cometh.  S.  M, 

Rer.  2 :  7. 

ARISE,  ye  saints,  arise ! 
The  Lord  our  Leader  is ; 
The  foe  before  his  banner  flies, 
For  victory  is  his. 

2  Lead  on,  almighty  Lord, 

Lead  on,  to  victory  ! 
Encouraged  by  the  bright  reward : 
With  joy  we  '11  follow  thee. 

3  We  '11  follow  thee,  our  Guide, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King; 
We  '11  follow  thee,  through  grace  supplied 
From  heaven'^  eternal  spring. 

4  We  hope  to  see  the  day 

When  all  our  toils  shall  cease ; 
When  we  shall  cast  our  arms  away, 
And  dwell  in  endless  peace. 
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THE  KEW  LIFE: 

5  This  hope  supports  us  here, 

It  makes  our  burdens  light ; 
'Twill  serve  our  drooping  hearts  to  cheer, 
Till  faith  shall  end  in  sight ; 

6  Till,  of  the  prize  possessed, 

We  hear  of  war  no  more , 
And  0,  sweet  thought !  for  ever  rest 
On  yonder  peaceful  shore ! 


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878  Go  forth  to  glorious  war.  S.  M. 

ARK,  how  the  watchmen  cry! 
Attend  the  trumpet's  sound; 
Stand  to  your  arms :  the  foe  is  nigh — 
The  powers  of  hell  surround. 

2  Who  bow  to  Christ's  command, 
Your  arms  and  hearts  prepare ; 

The  day  of  battle  is  at  hand — 
Go  forth  to  glorious  war.  » 

3  See  on  the  mountain  top 
The  standard  of  your  God; 

In  Jesus'  name  'tis  lifted  up, 
All  stained  with  hallowed  blood. 

4  His  standard-bearers,  now 
To  all  the  nations  call : 

To  Jesus'  cross,  ye  nations  bow; 
He  bore  the  cross  for  all. 

5  Go  up  with  Christ  your  Head ; 
Your  Captain's  footsteps  see ; 

Follow  your  Captain,  and  be  led 
To  certain  victory. 

6  All  power  to  him  is  given ; 
He  ever  reigns  the  same; 

Salvation,  happiness,  and  heaven, 
A^ve  all  in  Jesus'  name. 
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879  Be  strong  in  the  Lord.  S.  M. 

Eph.  6 :  10. 

SOLDIERS  of  Christ,  arise  ! 
And  put  your  armor  on, 
Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies 
Through  his  beloved  Son. 

2  Strong  in  the  Lord  of  Hosts, 

And  in  his  mighty  power; 
Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts, 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 

3  Stand,  then,  in  his  great  might. 

With  all  his  strength  endued ; 
But  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 
The  panoply  of  God. 

4  Leave  no  unguarded  place. 

No  weakness  of  the  soul ; 
Take  every  virtue,  every  grace, 
And  fortify  the  whole. 

5  That  having  all  things  done. 

And  all  your  conflicts  past. 
You  may  o'ercome  through  Christ  alone, 
And  stand  entire  at  last. 

880  Therefore  will  not  we  fear.  S.  M. 

Psalm  46  :  2. 

GIVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears, 
Hope,  and  be  undismayed; 
God  hears  thy  sighs,  and  counts  thy  tears, 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

2  Through  waves,  through  clouds  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  thy  way; 
Wait  thou  his  time ;  so  shall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

3  Still  heavy  is  thy  heart! 

Still  sink  thy  spirits  down ! 
Cast  oflf  the  weight,  let  fear  depart, 
Bid  every  care  be  gone. 
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4  Far,  far  above  thy  thought 

His  counsel  shall  appear, 
When  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought, 
That  caused  thy  needless  fear. 

5  What,  though  thou  rulest  not! 

Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell 
Proclaim,  God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 
And  ruleth  all  things  well ! 

881  Reaching  forth.  S.  M. 

iPhil.  3 :  13. 


"MY  soul,  it  is  thy  God 


Who  calls  thee  by  his  grace ; 
Now  loose  thee  from  each  cumbering  load, 
And  bend  thee  to  the  race. 

2  Make  thy  salvation  sure; 

All  sloth  and  slumber  shun ; 
Nor  dare  a  moment  rest  secure, 
Till  thou  the  goal  hast  won. 

3  Thy  crown  of  life  hold  fast; 

Thy  heart  with  courage  stay; 
Nor  let  one  trembling  glance  be  cast 
Along  the  backward  way. 

4  Thy  path  ascends  the  skies, 

With  conquering  footsteps  bright; 
And  thou  shalt  win  and  wear  the  prize 
In  everlasting  light. 

882  If  we  confess  our  sins.  7s. 

1  John  1  :  9. 

GOD  of  mercy!  God  of  love! 
Hear  our  sad,  repentant  songs ; 
X-isten  to  thy  suppliant  ones, 
^hou,  to  whom  all  grace  belongs} 
2  Deep  regrpt  for  follies  past. 
Talents  wasted,  time  jnisspent; 
Hearts  debased  by  worldly  cares, 
Thankless  for  the  blessings  lent ; 
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3  Foolish  fears  and  fond  desires, 
Vain  regrets  for  things  as  vain ; 
Lips  too  seldom  taught  to  praise, 
Oft  to  murmur  and  complain ; 

4  These,  and  every  secret  fault, 
Filled  with  grief  and  shame  we  own; 
Humbled  at  thy  feet  we  bow, 
Seeking  strength  from  thee  alone. 

5  God  of  mercy !  Gad  of  love ! 
Hear  our  sad  repentant  songs ; 
0,  restore  thy  suppliant  ones. 
Thou  to  whom  all  grace  belongs ! 

883  That  they  go  forward.  7s. 

Ex.14:  15. 

[FT  in  sorrow,  oft  in  woe, 
Onward,  Christian,  onward  go ; 
Fight  the  fight,  maintain  the  strife, 
Strengthened  with  the  bread  of  life. 


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2  Onward,  Christian,  onward  go ; 
Join  the  war,  and  face  the  foe ; 
Will  you  flee  in  danger's  hour  ? 
Know  you  not  your  Captain's  power  ? 

3  Let  your  drooping  heart  be  glad ; 
March,  in  heavenl)''  armor  clad; 
Fight,  nor  think  the  battle  long ; 
Soon  shall  victoiy  tune  your  song. 

4  Let  not  sorrow  dim  your  eye ; 
Soon  shall  every  tear  be  dry : 
Let  not  fears  your  course  impede; 
Great  your  strength,  if  great  your  need. 

5  Onward,  then,  to  battle  move ; 

More  than  conqueror  you  shall  prove ; 
Though  opposed  by  many  a  foe, 
Christian  soldier,  onward  go. 
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884  Let  us  not  sleep,  as  do  others.  7s. 

1  Thess.  5  :  6. 

SLEEP  not,  soldier  of  the  cross ! 
Foes  are  lurking  all  around; 
Look  not  here  to  .find  repose  ; 
This  is  but  thy  battle-ground ; 

2  Up!  and  take  thy  shield  and  sword; 

Up!  it  is  the  call  of  heaven: 
Shrink  not  faithless  from  the  Lord : 
Nobly  strive  as  he  hath  striven. 

3  Break  through  all  the  force  of  ill ; 

Tread  the  might  of  passion  down — 

Struggling  onward,  onward  still, 
To  the  conquering  Saviour's  crown! 
3  Through  the  midst  of  toil  and  pain. 

Let  this  thought  ne'er  leave  thy  breast: 

Every  triumph  thou  dost  gain- 
Makes  more  sweet  thy  coming  rest. 

885  Forgetting  the  things  that  are  behind.       8s  &  7s. 

Phil.  3  :  13. 

ONWARD,  Christian,  though  the  region 
Where  thou  art  be  drear  and  lone, 
God  hath  set  a  guardian  legion 
Very. near  thee — press  thou  on! 

2  Listen,  Christian,  their  hosanna 

Rolleth  o'er  thee — "God  is  love," 
Write  upon  thy  red- cross  banner, 
"  Upward  ever — heaven 's  above." 

3  By  the  thorn-road,  and  none  other, 

Is  the  mount  of  vision  won; 
Tread  it  without  shrinking,  brother! 
Jesus  trod  it — press  thou  on ! 

4  By  thy  trustful,  calm  endeavor. 

Guiding,  cheering,  like  the  sun, 
Earth-bound  hearts  thou  shalt  deliver; 
0,  for  their  sake,  press  thou  on ! 
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6  Be  this  world  the  wiser,  stronger, 
For  thy  life  of  pain  and  peace ; 
While  it  needs  thee,  0  no  longer 
Pray  thou  for  thy  quick  release : 

6  Pray  thou.  Christian,  daily,  rather, 
That  thou  be  a  faithful  son ; 
By  the  prayer  of  Jesus  — '^  Father, 
Not  my  will,  but  thine,  be  done  !" 

886  jGTere  we  have  no  continuing  city.  8s  &  7s. 

Heb.  13  :  14. 

WHITHER  goest  thou,  pilgrim  stranger. 
Passing  through  this  darksome  vale  ? 
Knowest  thou  not  't  is  full  of  danger, 
And  will  not  thy  courage  fail  ? 

CHORUS. 

I  am  bound  for  the  kingdom, 
Will  you  go  to  glory  with  me  ? 
Hallelujah !  praise  you  the  Lord. 

2  Pilgrim,  thou  dost  justly  call  me, 

Wandering  o'er  this  waste  so  wide ; 
Yet  no  harm  will  e'er  befall  me, 
While  I  'm  blest  with  such  a  guide. 

3  Such  a  guide — no  guide  attends  thee  : 

Hence  for  thee  my  fears  arise ; 
If  some  guardian  power  befriend  thee, 
'T  is  unseen  by  mortal  eyes. 

4  Yes,  unseen — but  still  believe  me. 

Such  a  guide  my  steps  attends ; 
He  '11  in  every  strait  relieve  me, 
He  from  every  harm  defends. 

5  Pilgrim!  see  that  stream  before  theej  f 
:  Darkly  winding  through  the  vale ; 

Should  its  deadly  waves  roll  o'er  thee, 
Would  not  then  thy  courage  fail  ? 
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6  No,  that  stream  has  nothing  frightful ; 
To  its  bank  my  steps  I  bend ; 
There  to  plunge  will  be  delightful, 
Then  my  pilgrimage  will  end. 

887  S^  leadeth  me  in  the  paths,  etc.  8s  &  7s 

Psalm  23 :  3. 

HOLY  Father,  thou  hast  taught  me 
I  should  live  to  thee  alone ; 
Year  by  year,  thy  hand  hath  brought  me 

On  through  dangers  oft  unknown ; 
When  I  wandered,  thou  hast  found  me, 

When  I  doubted,  sent  me  light; 

Still  thine  arm  has  been  around  me, 

All  my  paths  were  in  thy  sight. 

2  In  the  world  will  foes  assail  me. 

Craftier,  stronger  far  than  I; 
And  the  strife  may  never  fail  me, 

Well  I  know,  before  I  die. 
Therefore,  Lord,  I  come,  believing 

Thou  canst  give  the  power  I  need; 
Through  the  prayer  of  faith  receiving 

Strength — the  Spirit's  strength,  indeed. 

3  I  would  trust  in  thy  protecting. 

Wholly  rest  upon  thine  arm ; 
Follow  wholly  thy  directing, 

Thou,  mine  only  guard  from  harm ! 
Keep  me  from  mine  own  undoing. 

Help  me  turn  to  thee  when  tried. 
Still  my  footsteps,  Father,  viewing, 

Keep  me  ever  at  thy  side. 

888  Beyond  this  vale  of  sorrow.  8s  &  7s. 

DARK  and  thorny  is  the  desert 
Through  which  pilgrims  make  their  way ; 
But  beyond  this  vale  of  sorrow 
Lie  the  realms  of  endless  day. 
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Dear  young  soldiers,  do  not  murmur 

At  the  troubles  of  the  way  ; 
Meet  the  tempest — fight  with  courage — 

Never  faint,  but  often  pray. 

He  whose  thunder  shakes  creation ; 

He  that  bids  the  planets  roll ; 
He  that  rides  upon  the  tempest, 

And  whose  scepter  sways  the  whole — 
Jesus,  Jesus,  will  defend  you ; 

Trust  in  him  and  him  alone ; 
He  has  shed  his  blood  to  save  you, 

And  will  bring  you  to  his  throne. 

There  on  flowery  fields  of  pleasure, 

And  the  hills  of  endless  rest, 
Joy,  and  peace,  and  love,  shall  ever, 

Reign  and  triumph  in  your  breast. 
There  ten  thousand  flaming  seraphs 

Fly  across  the  heavenly  plain ; 
There  they  sing  immortal  praises ! 

Glory,  glory  is  their  theme. 

But,  methinks,  a  sweeter  concert 

Makes  the  crystal  arches  ring, 
And  a  song  is  heard  in  Zion 

Which  the  angels  can  not  sing  : 
Who  can  paint  those  sons  of  glory, 

Ransomed  souls  that  dwell  on  high, 
Who,  with  golden  harps,  for  ever 

Sound  redemption  through  the  sky. 

See  the  heavenly  host  in  rapture 

Gazing  on  these  shining  bands; 
Wondering  at  their  costly  garments. 

And  the  laurels  in  their  hands; 
There  upon  the  golden  pavement. 

See  the  ransomed  march  along! 
While  the  splendid  courts  of  glory 

Sweetly  echo  with  their  song ! 
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6  Here  I  see  the  under  shepherds, 
And  the  flocks  they  fed  below, 
Here  with  joy  they  dwell  together, 

Jesus  is  their  shepherd  now. 
Hail !  you  happy,  happy  spirits  ! 

Welcome  to  the  blissful  plain — 
Glory,  honor,  and  salvation ; 

Reign,  sweet  Shepherd,  ever  reign. 
889  LukeU:  27.  8s,6s&7s. 

MUST  Simon  bear  the  cross  alone. 
And  all  the  world  go  free  ? 
No,  there's  a  cross  for  every  one. 

And  there  's  a  cross  for  me. 
Yes,  there  's  a  cross  on  Calvary, 
Through  which  by  faith  the  crown  I  see ; 
To  me  'tis  pardon  bringing; 
0  that 's  the  cross  for  me ! 

2  How  happy  are  the  saints  above, 

Who  once  went  mourning  here ! 
But  now  they  taste  unmingled  love, 

And  joy  without  a  tear. 
For  perfect  love  will  dry  the  tear, 
And  cast  out  all  tormenting  fear, 

Which  round  my  heart  is  clinging; 
0  that 's  the  love  for  me. 

3  We  '11  bear  the  consecrated  cross. 

Till  from  the  cross  we  're  free ; 
And  then  go  home  to  wear  the  crown, 

For  there 's  a  crown  for  me. 
Yes,  there  's  a  crown  in  heaven  above, 
The  purchase  of  my  Saviour's  love. 

For  me  at  his  appearing  ; 
0  that 's  the  crown  for  me ! 

4  The  saints  shall  hear  the  midnight  cry ; 

The  Lord  will  then  appear. 
And  virgins  rise  with  burning  lamps, 
To  meet  him  in  the  air ; 
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For  there  's  a  home  in  heaven  prepared, 
A  house  by  saints  apd  angels  shared,        ;  . 
Where  Christ  is  interceding;  j  ( 

0  that 's  the  home  for  me  I 


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890  Hope  thou  in  God.  8s,  7s  &  4. 

Psalm  42 :  5 

MY  soul!  what  means  this  sadness? 
Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down  ? 
Let  thy  griefs  be  turned  to  gladness ; 

Bid  thy  restless  fears  begone;  i ' 

Look  to  Jesus,  ' 

And  rejoice  in  his  dear  name. 
What  though  Satan's  strong  temptations" 

Vex  and  grieve  thee  day  by  day 
And  thy  sinful  inclinations 

Often  fill  thee  with  dismay;  iT 

Thou  shalt  conquer, 
Through  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood. 
Though  ten  thousand  ills  beset  thee. 

From  without  and  from  within, 
Jesus  saith  he  '11  ne'er  forget  thee. 
But  will  save  from  hell  and  sin. 

He  is  faithful 
To  perform  his  gracious  word. 
Though  distresses  now  attend  thee, 

And  thou  treadest  the  thorny  road ; 

His  right  hand  shall  still  defend  thee ; 

Soon  he  '11  bring  thee  home  to  God, 

Therefore  praise  him,  '  j  ■ 

Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name.        i 
0  that  I  could  now  adore  him 

Like  the  heavenly  host  above. 
Who  for  ever  bow  before  him. 
And  unceasing  sing  his  love, 

Happy  songsters ! 
When  shall  I  your  chorus  join  ? 
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891  Under  clouds.  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

HERE  behold  me,  as  I  cast  me 
At  thy  throne,  0  glorious  King! 
Tears  fast  thronging,  child-like  longing, 
Son  of  man  to  thee  I  bring. 

Let  me  find  thee — 
Me,  a  poor  and  worthless  thing. 

2  Look  upon  me.  Lord,  I  pray  thee; 

Let  thy  Spirit  dwell  in  mine  : 
Thou  hast  sought  me,  thou  hast  bought  me, 
Only  thee  to  know  I  pine : 

Let  me  find  thee — 
Take  my  heart  and  grant  me  thine. 

3  Nought  I  ask  for,  nought  I  strive  for, 

But  thy  grace,  so  rich  and  free. 

That  thou  givest  whom  thou  lovest. 

And  who  truly  cleave  to  thee ; 

Let  me  find  thee — 
He  hath  all  things  who  hath  thee. 

4  Earthly  treasure,  mirth  and  pleasure, 

Glorious  name  or  richest  hoard 
Are  but  weary,  void,  and  dreary. 
To  the  heart  that  longs  for  God : 

Let  me  find  thee — 
I  am  ready,  mighty  Lord. 

892  you  are  not  of  the  world.  7s,  6s  &  8s. 

John  15  :  19. 

THE  sun  above  us  gleaming 
Is  not  the  sun  for  me  ; 
Though  joyful  be  his  beaming, 

And  beautiful  to  see  ; 
There  is  a  Sun  of  Righteousness 

Who  cheers  and  saves  me  by  his  grace, 
All  copious  on  me  streaming, 
0  that 's  the  Sun  for  me. 
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2  The  kings  and  lords  of  nations, 

Are  not  the  kings  for  me ; 
Too  low  their  highest  stations,' 

To  mean  their  dignity : 
The  King  of  kings  and  Lord  of  lords, 

Almighty  in  his  jvays  and  words, 
The  word  of  his  salvation, 

0  that's  the  king  for  me, 

3  This  house  of  death  and  mourning 

Is  not  the  house  for  me, 
Where  all  to  dust  are  turning, 

In  tears  and  agony; 
But  there 's  a  house  not  made  with  hands, 

It  ever  stood  and  ever  stands, 
Beyond  the  world's  last  burning  j 

0  that's  the  house  for  me. 

4  The  wars  the  hero  fights  in. 

Are  not  the  wars  for  me; 
The  war  my  heart  delights  in. 

Shall  end  in  victory ; 
'Tis  not  a  war  of  flesh  and  blood ; 

1  fight  for  heaven,  I  fight  for  God, 
A  kingdom  with  my  rights  in, — 

0  that 's  the  war  for  me. 

5  This  land  of  sin  and  sorrow. 

Is  not  the  land  for  me. 
Where  anguish  oft  I  borrow 

From  dying  company ; 
Th'  immortal  land  is  fur  away, 

1  '11  enter  it  on  some  bright  day, 
That  day  may  be  to-morrow — 

0  that's  the  land  for  me. 

893  Whereas  I  teas  blind,  now  T see.  lis. 

John.  9 :  25. 

0  SAVIOUR  wliose  mercy,  severe  in  it*«  kindness, 
Hatli  chastened  tny  wanderings  smd  guided  \\\y  way, 
Adored  be  the  power  that  liath  pitied  nij'  blindness, 
And  weaned  me  from  ph^ntoiu-s  that  smiled  to  betray. 
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THE  NEW  I^IFE: 

2  Enchanted  Avitli  all  that  was  dazzling  and  fair, 
I  followed  the  rainbow — I  caught  at  the  toy  ; 

And  still  in  displeasure  thy  goodness  was  there, 
Disappointing  the  hope,  and  defeating  the  joy. 

3  The  blossom  blushed  bright,  but  a  worm  was  below  ; 
Themoonlightshonefair,  there  was  blight  in  the  beam  ; 

Sweet  whispered  the  breeze,  but  it  w.hispered  of  woe  ; 
And  bitterness  flowed  in  the  soft,  flowing  stream. 

4  So,  cured  of  my  folly,  yet  cured  but  in  part, 
I  turned  to  the  refuge  thy  pity  displayed  ; 

And  still  did  this  eager  and  credulous  heart 

Weave  visions  of  promise,  that  bloomed  but  to  fade. 

5  I  thought  that  the  course  of  the  pilgrim  to  heaven 
Would  be  bright  as  the  summer,  and  glad  as  the  morn  ; 

Thou  showedst  me  the  path,  it  was  dark  and  uneven  j 
All  rugged  with  rock,  and  all  tangled  with  thorn. 

6  I  dreamed  of  celestial  reward  and  renown, 

I  grasped  at  the  triumph  that  blesses  the  brave  ; 
I  asked  for  the  palm  branch,  the  robe,  and  the  crown, 

1  asked,  and  thou  showedst  me  the  cross  and  a  grave  ! 

7  Subdued  and  instructed,  at  length  to  thy  will. 
My  hopes,  and  my  wishes,  my  all  I  resign ; 

O  give  me  a  heart  that  can  wait  and  be  still, 
Nor  know  of  a  wish  or  a  pleasure  but  thine. 

8  There  are  mansions  exempted  from  sin  and  from  woe. 
But  they  stand  in  a  region  by  mortals  untrod; 

There  are  rivers  of  joy — but  they  roil  not  below  ; 
There  is  rest — but  it  dwells  in  the  presence  of  God. 

894        ^^  f^(^i  ^^*<^^^  endure  unto  the  end.       lis  &  lOs. 

Matt.  24  :  13. 

THE  captive's  oar  ma}^  pause  upon  the  galley. 
The  soldier  sleep  beneath  his  plumed  crest, 
And  peace  ma}''  fold  her  wing  o'er  hill  and  valley. 
But  thou,  O  Christian  !  must  not  take  thy  rest. 

2  Wilt  thou  find  rest  of  soul  in  thy  returning 

To  that  old  path  thou  hast  so  vainly  trod  ? 
Hast  thou  forgotten  all  thy  weary  j^earning 
To  walk  among  the  children  of  thy  Grod  ? 

3  Canst  thou  forget  thy  Christian  superscription — 

Behold  we  count  them  ha])py  which  endure  ? 
What  treasure  wouldst  thou,  in  the  land  Egyptian, 
Repass  the  stormy  waters  to  secure? 

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4  And  God  will  come  in  his  own  time  and  power, 
To  set  his  earnest-hearted  children  free; 
Watch  only  through  this  dai-k  and  painful  hour, 
And  the  bright  morning  yet  will  break  for  thee  ( 

895  Be  thou  faithful  unto  death.  1 0  s  &  1 1  s. 

Rev.  2:  10. 

BEEAST  the  wave,  Christian,  when  it  is  strongest; 
Watch  for  day,  Christian,  when  night  is  longest; 
Onward  and  upward  still  be  thine  endeavor; 
The  rest  that  remaineth  endux-eth  for  ever. 

2  Fight  the  fight,  Christian  ;  Jesus  is  o'er  thee ; 
Run  the  race.  Christian  ;  heaven  is  before  thee; 
He  who  hath  promised,  faltereth  never; 

O,  trust  in  the  love  that  endureth  for  ever. 

3  Lift  the  eye,  Christian,  just  as  it  closeth  ; 
Raise  the  heart.  Christian,  ere  it  reposeth  : 

Thee  from  the  love  of  Christ,  nothing  shall  sever; 
Mount,  when  the  work  is  done — praise  God  for  ever! 

896  'SoTne  great  thing !  8s  &  6s. 

2  Kings  5  :  13. 

SHALL  we  grow  weary  in  our  watch, 
And  murmur  at  the  long  delay, 
Impatient  of  our  Father's  time 
And  his  appointed  way  ? 

2  0,  oft  a  deeper  test  of  faith 

Than  prison-cell,  or  martyr's  stake, 
The  self-renouncing  watchfulness 
Of  silent  prayer  may  make, 

3  We  gird  us  bravely  to  rebuke 

Our  erring  brother  in  the  wrong; 
And  in  the  ear  of  pride  and  power 
Our  warning  voice  is  strong. 

4  Easier^ to  smite  with  Peter's  sword. 

Than  watch  one  hour  in  humbling  prayer; 
Life's  great  things,  like  the  Syrian  lord. 
Our  hearts  can  do  and  dare. 
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THE  NEW  LIFE: 

5  But,  0,  we  shriuk  from  Jordan's  side, 

From  waters  which  alone  can  save; 
And  murmur  for  Abana's  banks 
And  Pharpar's  brighter  wave. 

6  0  thou,  who  in  the  garden's  shade 

Didst  wake  thy  weary  ones  again, 
Who  slumbered  at  that  fearful  hour, 
Forgetful  of  thy  pain — 

7  Bend  o'er  us  now,  as  over  them. 

And  set  our  sleep-bound  spirits  free, 
Nor  leave  us  slumbering  in  the  watch 
Our  souls  should  keep  with  thee ! 


897  Psalm  91.  6s  &  5s. 

I OD  of  our  salvation ! 
Unto  thee  we  pray; 
Hear  our  supplication, 
Be  our  strength  and  stay. 


G* 


Wretched  and  unworthy. 
Poor,  and  sick,  and  blind, 

Prostrate  we  adore  thee. 
Call  thy  grace  to  mind. 

He  that  dwelleth  near  thee. 

Safely  shall  abide; 
Ever  love  and  fear  thee, 

In  thy  strength  confide. 

Sure  is  thy  protection, 
Safe  is  thy  defense, 

While  in  deep  affliction. 
Woe,  or  pestilence. 

God  of  our  salvation ! 

Saviour,  Prince  of  Peace, 
Boundless  thy  compassion, 

Infinite  thy  grace. 
532. 


SUBMISSION  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

While  with  love  unceasing, 

Humbly  we  adore  ; 
Grant  us  thy  rich  blessing, 

And  we  ask  no  more. 


SUBMISSION  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

898  Submissiveness.  L.  M. 

IE  still,  my  heart !  these  anxious  cares. 


B' 


To  thee  are  burdens,  thorns,  and  snares ; 
They  cast  dishonor  on  thy  Lord, 
And  contradict  his  gracious  word. 

2  Brought  safely  by  his  hand  thus  far. 
Why  wilt  thou  now  give  place  to  fear  ? 
How  canst  thou  want  if  he  provide, 
Or  lose  thy  way  with  such  a  guide  ? 

3  Did  ever  trouble  yet  befall, 
And  he  refuse  to  hear  thy  call  ? 
And  has  he  not  his  promise  passed. 
That  thou  shalt  overcome  at  last  ? 

4  He  who  has  helped  me  hitherto 
Will  help  me  all  my  journey  through, 
And  give  me  daily  cause  to  raise 
New  trophies  to  his  endless  praise. 

899  Whom  have  I  in  heaven  but  thee.  L.  M. 

Psalm  73  :  25. 

OLORD,  thy  counsels  and  thy  care, 
My  safety  and  my  comfort  are; 
And  thou  shalt  guide  me  all  my  days, 
Till  glory  crown  the  work  of  grace. 

2  In  whom  but  thee,  in  heaven  above, 
Can  I  repose  my  trust,  my  love  ? 
And  shall  an  earthly  object  be 
Loved  in  comparison  with  thee  ? 
683 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

3  My  flesh  is  hastening  to  decay ; 

Soon  shall  the  world  have  passed  away ; 

And  what  can  mortal  friends  avail, 

When  heart,  and  strength,  and  life  shall  fail  ? 

4  But  0  !  my  Saviour,  be  thou  nigh. 
And  I  will  triumph  when  I  die ; 
My  strength,  my  portion,  is  divine  j 
And  Jesus  is  for  ever  mine ! 

900  Thy  will  he  done.  8s  &  4s. 

MY  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 
Far  from  my  home,  on  life's  rough  way, 
0,  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say, 
"Thy  will  be  done!" 

2  What  though  in  lonely  grief  I  sigh 
For  friends  beloved  no  longer  nigh; 
Submissive  still  would  I  reply, 

"Thy  will  be  done!" 

3  If  thou  shouldst  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prize — it  ne'er  was  mine ; 
I  only  yield  thee  what  was  thine: 

"Thy  will  be  done!" 

4  If  but  my  fainting  heart  be  blest 
With  thy  sweet  Spirit  for  its  guest. 
My  God,  to  thee  I  leave  the  rest: 

"Thy  will  be  done!" 

901  My  grace  is  sufficient  for  thee.    L.  M.  6  lines. 

2  Cor.  12  :  9. 

TO  weary  hearts,  to  mourning  homes, 
God's  meekest  angel  gently  comes ; 
No  power  hath  he  to  banish  pain. 
Or  give  us  back  our  lost  again  ; 
And  yet,  in  tenderest  love,  our  dear 
And  heavenly  Father  sends  him  here. 
534 


SUBMISSION  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

Angel  of  patience !  sent  to  calm 
Our  feverish  brows  with  cooling  balm, 
To  lay  with  hope  the  storms  of  fear, 
And  reconcile  life's  smile  and  tear, 
The  throbs  of  wounded  pride  to  still, 
And  make  our  own  our  Father's  will! 

0  thou,  who  mournest  on  thy  way. 
With  longings  for  the  close  of  day. 
He  walks  with  thee,  that  angel  kind. 
And  gently  whispers,  "  Be  resigned ! 
Bear  up,  bear  on,  the  end  shall  tell. 
The  dear  Lord  ordereth  all  things  well." 


0 


902  Thy  footsteps  are  not  known.     L.  M.  6  lines. 

Psalm  77 :  19. 

LET  my  trembling  soul  be  still. 
While  darkness  vails  this  mortal  eye, 
And  wait  thy  wise,  thy  holy  will. 

Wrapped  yet  in  fears  and  mystery ; 
I  can  not.  Lord,  thy  purpose  see ; 
Yet  all  is  well,  since  ruled  by  thee. 

2  So  trusting  in  thy  love,  I  tread 

The  narrow  path  of  duty  on ; 
What  though  some  cherished  joys  are  fled  ? 

What  though  some  flattering  dreams  are 
Yet  purer,  nobler  joys  remain,  [gone  ? 

And  ^eace  is  won  through  conquered  pain. 

903  JDeut.  33 :  25.  L.  M.  6  lines. 

WHEN  adverse  winds  and  waves  arise. 
And  in  my  heart  despondence  sighs ; 
When  life  her  throng  of  cares  reveals, 
And  weakness  o'er  my  spirit  steals. 
Grateful  I  hear  the  kind  decree. 
That  "  as  my  day,  my  strength  shall  be." 
535 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

When,  with  sad  footsteps,  memory  roves 
'Mid  smitten  joys  and  buried  loves, 
When  sleep  my  tearful  pillow  flies. 
And  dewy  morning  drinks  my  sighs, 
Still  to  thy  promise.  Lord!  I  flee. 
That  "  as  my  day,  my  strength  shall  be." 

One  trial  more  must  yet  be  past : 
One  pang — the  keenest  and  the  last ; 
And  when,  with  brow  convulsed  and  pale. 
My  feeble,  quivering  heart-strings  fail, 
Redeemer  I  grant  my  soul  to  see, 
That  "  as  my  day,  my  strength  shall  be." 


904:  Not  as  I  will.  CM. 

Mark  14  :  36. 

LL  as  God  wills !  who  wisely  heeds 
To  give  or  to  withhold. 
And  knoweth  more  of  all  my  needs 
Than  all  my  prayers  have  told. 


A^ 


2  Enough  that  blessings  undeserved 
Have  marked  my  erring  track — 
That  wheresoe'er  my  feet  have  swerved, 
His  chastening  turned  me  back — 


•& 


3  That  more  and  more  a  Providence, 

Of  love  is  understood, 
Making  the  springs  of  time  and  sense 
Sweet  with  eternal  good — 

4  That  death  seems  but  a  covered  way 

Which  opens  into  light, 
Wherein  no  blinded  child  can  stray 
Beyond  the  Father's  sight — 

5  That  care  and  trial  seem  at  last, 

*  Through  memory's  sunset  air. 
Like  mountain  ranges  overpast, 
In  purple  distance  fair — 
536 


SUBMISSION  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

6  That  all  the  jarring  notes  of  life, 

Seem  blending  in  a  psalm, 
And  all  the  angles  of  its  strife 
Slow  rounding  into  calm. 

7  And  so  the  shadows  fall  apart 

And  so  the  west  winds  play ; 
And  all  the  windows  of  my  heart 
I  open  to  the  day. 

905  I  waited  ■patiently  for  the  Lord.  C.  M. 

Psalm  40:  1. 

¥E  wait  in  faith,  in  prayer  we  wait,. 
Until  the  happy  hour 
When  God  shall  ope  the  morning  gate, 
By  his  almighty  power. 

2  We  wait  in  faith,  and  turn  our  face 

To  where  the  day-light  springs ; 
Till  he  shall  come,  earth's  gloom  to  chase, 
With  healing  on  his  wings. 

3  And  even  now,  amid  the  gray. 

The  east  is  brightening  fast, 
And  kindling  to  that  perfect  day 
Which  never  shall  be  past. 

4  We  wait  in  faith,  we  wait  in  prayer. 

Till  that  blest  day  shall  shine. 
When  earth  shall  fruits  of  Eden  bear, 
And  all,  0  God,  be  thine ! 

5  0  guide  us  till  our  night  is  done ! 

Until  from  shore  to  shore. 
Thou,  Lord,  our  everlasting  sun. 
Art  shining  evermore ! 

90i)  The  Lord  gave  and  th^ Lord,  etc.         C.  M. 

Job.  1:  21. 

"T  is  the  Lord — enthroned  in  light. 
Whose  claims  are  all  divine. 
Who  has  an  undisputed  right 
To  govern  -me  and  mine. 
537 


r 


THE  NEW  LIFE : 

2  It  is  the  Lord — who  gives  me  all, 

My  wealth,  my  friends  my  ease ; 
And  of  his  bounties  may  recall 
Whatever  part  he  please. 

3  It  is  the  Lord — my  covenant  God — 

Thrice  blessed  be  his  name — 
Whose  gracious  promise,  sealed  with  blood, 
Must  ever  be  the  same. 

4  Can  I,  with  hopes  so  firmly  built, 

Be  faithless,  or  repine  ? 
No :  gracious  God !  take  what  thou  wilt ; 
To  thee  I  all  resign. 

907  Our  souls  are  in  the  Saviour's  hand.        C.  M. 

OUR  souls  are  in  the  Saviour's  hand ; 
And  he  will  keep  them  still. 
And  you  and  I  shall  surely  stand 
With  him  on  Zion's  hill. 

2  Him  eye  to  eye  we  there  shall  see, 

Our  face  like  his  shall  shine ; 
0!  what  a  glorious  company. 
When  saints  and  angels  join ! 

3  0!  what  a  joyful  meeting  there, 

In  robes  of  white  array! 
Palms  in  our  hands  we  all  shall  bear, 
And  crowns  that  ne'er  decay! 

4  When  we  've  been  there  ten  thousand  years, 

Bright  shining  as  the  sun, 
We  've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise, 
Than  when  we  first  begun ! 

5  Then  let  us  hasten  to  the  day 

When  all  shall  be  brought  home  : 
Come,  0  Redeemer!  come  away! 
0  Jesus !  quickly  come  I 

538 


SUBMISSION  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

908  Thy  will  he  done.  C.  M. 

FATHER,  I  know  thy  ways  are  just, 
Although  to  me  unknown; 
0,  grant  me  grace  thy  love  to  trust, 
And  cry,  "Thy  will  be  done." 

2  If  thou  shouldst  iiedge  with  thorns  my  path. 

Should  wealth  and  friends  be  gone. 
Still,  with  a  firm  and  lively  faith, 
I'll  cry,  "Thy  will  be  done." 

3  Although  thy  steps  I  can  not  trace ; 

Thy  sovereign  right  I  '11  own  ; 
And,  as  instructed  by  thy  grace, 
I '11  cry,  "Thy  will  be  done." 


E 


909  liev.l:  13-17.  CM. 

"OW  bright  these  glorious  spirits  shine ! 
Whence  all  their  bright  array  ? 
How  came  they  to  the  blissful  seats 
Of  everlasting  day  ? 

Lo !  these  are  they  from  sufferings  great 

Who  came  to  realms  of  light, 
And  in  the  blood  of  Christ  have  w^ashed 

Those  robes  which  shine  so  bright. 

Now  with  triumphant  palms  they  stand 

Before  the  throne  on  high. 
And  serve  the  God  they  love,  amidst 

The  glories  of  the  sky. 

His  presence  fills  each  heart  with  joy, 

Tunes  every  mouth  to  sing ; 
By  day,  by  night,  the  sacred  courts 

With  glad  hosannas  ring. 

Hunger  and  thirst  are  felt  no  more. 

Nor  sun  with  scorching  ray ; 
God  is  their  sun,  whose  cheering  beams 

Diffuse  eternal  day. 
'      539 


r 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

6  The  Lamb  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 

Shall  o'er  them  still  preside,     > 
F^ed  them  with  nourishment  divine, 
And  all  their  footsteps  guide. 

7  'Mong  pastures  green  he  '11  lead  his  flock. 

Where  living  streams  appear ; 
And  God  the  Lord  from  every  eye 
Shall  wipe  off  every  tear. 

910  li  is  good  that  I  have  been  afflicted.  C.  M. 

Psalm  119:  71. 

N  trouble  and  in  grief,  0  God, 
Thy  smile  hath  cheered  my  way ; 
And  joy  hath  budded  from  each  thorn 
That  round  my  footsteps  lay. 

2  The  hours  of  pain  have  yielded  good 

Which  prosperous  days  refused; 
As  herbs,  though  scentless  when  entire, 
Spread  fragrance  when  they  're  bruised. 

3  The  oak  strikes  deeper  as  its  boughs 

By  furious  blasts  are  driven ; 
So  life's  tempestuous  storms  the  more 
Have  fixed  my  heart  in  heaven. 

4  All-gracious  Lord,  whate'er  my  lot 

In  other  times  may  be, 
I  '11  welcome  still  the  heaviest  grief 
That  brings  me  near  to  thee. 

911  Twill  bless  the  Lord  at  all  times.  C.  M. 

Psalm  34:  1, 

THROUGH  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 
In  trouble  and  in  joy. 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 
2  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boast. 
Till  all  that  are  distressed. 
From  my  example,  comfort  take. 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 
'540 


SUBMISSION  AND  DELIVERANCR 

3  0,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 

With  me  exalt  his  name ; 
When  in  distress  to  him  I  called, 
He  to  my  rescue  came. 

4  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just ; 
Deliverance  he  affords  to  all. 
Who  on  his  succor  trust. 


I 


912      They  looked  to  him  and  were  lightened.      C.  H.  M 

Psalm  34  :  5. 

LOOK  to  thee  in  every  need, 

And  never  look  in  vain ; 
I  feel  thy  strong  and  tender  love. 

And  all  is  well  again : 
The  thought  of  thee  is  mightier  far 
Than  sin  and  pain  and  sorrow  are. 

Discouraged  in  the  work  of  life. 

Disheartened  by  its  load. 
Shamed  by  its  failures  or  its  fears,  , 

I  sink  beside  the  road; 
But  let  me  only  think  of  thee. 
And  then  new  heart  springs  up  in  me. 

Thy  calmness  bends  serene  above, 

My  restlessness  to  still ; 
Around  me  flows  thy  quickening  life, 

To  nerve  my  faltering  will ; 
Thy  presence  fills  my  solitude ; 
Thy  providence  turns  all  to  good. 

Embosomed  in  thy  covenant  love, 

Held  in  thy  law,  I  stand ; 
Thy  hand  in  all  things  I  behold. 

And  all  things  in  thy  hand ; 
Thou  leadest  me  by  unsought  ways, 
And  turnest  my  mourning  into  praise. 
'     541 


THE  NPJW  LIFE: 

913  Thy  way,  not  mine,  0  Lord.  S.  M. 

THY  way,  not  mine,  0  Lord! 
However  dark  it  be ; 
0  lead  me  by  thine  own  right  hand ; 
Choose  out  the  path  for  me. 

2  Smooth  let  it  be,  or  rough, 

It  will  be  still  the  best; 
Winding  or  straight,  it  matters  not, 
It  leads  me  to  thy  rest. 

3  I  dare  not  choose  my  lot, 

I  would  not  if  I  might; 
But  choose  thou  for  me,  0  my  God ! 
So  shall  I  walk  aright. 

4  The  kingdom  that  I  seek 

Is  thine ;  so  let  the  way 
That  leads  to  it,  0  Lord !  be  thine, 
Else  I  must  surely  stray. 

5  My  portion  thou !  my  cup 

With  joy  or  sorrow  fill ; 
As  ever  best  to  thee  may  seem, 
Choose  thou  my  good  and  ill. 

6  Choose  thou  for  me  my  friends, 

My  sickness  or  my  health  ; 
Choose  thou  my  joys  and  cares  for  me, 
My  poverty  or  wealth. 

7  Not  mine,  not  mine  the  choice. 

In  things  or  great  or  small ; 
Be  thou  my  Guide,  my  Guard,  my  Strength, 
My  Wisdom,  and  my  All. 

914:  ^y  times  are  in  thy  hand.  S.  M. 

Psalm  31:  15, 

''  jl/TY  times  are  in  thy  hand," 

iVl  My  God,  I  'd  have  them  there ; 
My  life,  my  friends,  my  soul  I  leave 
Entirely  tc)  \]\y  care. 
^42 


SUBMISSION  AND  DELIVERANCR 

2  "  My  times  are  in  thy  hand," 

Whatever  they  may  be ; 
Pleasing  or  painful,  dark  or  bright, 
As  best  may  seem  to  thee. 

3  "My  times  are  in  thy  hand," 

Why  should  I  doubt  or  fear? 
My  Father's  hand  will  never  cause 
His  child  a  needless  tear. 


915  Spiritual  wants.  S.  M.  D, 

MY  God,  my  Strength,  my  Hope, 
On  thee  I  cast  my  care, 
With  humble  confidence  look  up. 

And  know  thou  hearest  my  prayer. 
Give  me  on  thee  to  wait. 

Till  I  can  all  things  do — 
On  thee,  almighty  to  create. 
Almighty  to  renew. 

2  I  want  a  Godly  fear, 

A  quick-discerning  *eye. 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 

And  bids  the  tempter  fly ; 
A  spirit  still  prepared. 

And  armed  with  jealous  care. 
For  ever  standing  on  its  guard, 

And  watching  unto  prayer. 

3  I  rest  upon  thy  word; 

The  promise  is  for  me ; 
My  succor  and  salvation,  Lord, 

Shall  surely  come  from  thee: 
But  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove. 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 

Into  thy  perfect  love. 

543  I 


THE  NEW  LIFE : 

916  Bom.  14  :  7,  9.  S  .  M. 

BLEST  be  thy  love,  dear  Lord, 
That  taught  us  this  sweet  way, 
Only  to  love  thee  for  thyself, 
And  for  that  love  obey. 

2  0  thou,  our  souls'  chief  hope ! 

We  to  thy  mercy  fly; 
Where'er  we  are,  thou  canst  protect, 
Whate'er  we  need,  supply. 

3  Whether  we  sleep  or  wake. 

To  thee  we  both  resign; 
By  night  we  see,  as  well  as  day. 
If  thy  light  on  us  shine. 

4  Whether  we  live  or  die, 

Both  we  submit  to  thee ; 
In  death  we  live,  as  well  as  life, 
If  thine  in  death  we  be. 

917  Not  far  from  home.  S.  M. 

YOUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints ! 
Down  from  the  willows  take ; 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine. 
Bid  every  string  awake, 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land. 

We  are  not  far  from  home, 
,    And,  nearer  to  our  house  above, 
We  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  will,  to  the  end. 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine ; 
Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Shall  quench  this  spark  divine. 

4  When  we  in  darkness  walk. 

Nor  feel  the  heavenly  flame 
Then  will  we  trust  our  gracious  God, 
And  rest  upon  his  name. 
544 


SUBMISSION  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

6  Blest  is  the  man,  0  God ! 

That  stays  himself  on  thee : 
Who  waits  for  thy  salvation,  Lord ! 
Shall  thy  salvation  see. 

918  Having  all  in  having  Christ.  7s. 

JESUS,  take  me  for  thine  own ; 
To  thy  will  my  spirit  frame ; 
Thou  shalt  reign,  and  thou  alone. 
Over  all  I  have  and  am. 

2  Making  thus  the  Lord  my  choice, 

I  have  nothing  more  to  choose. 
But  to  listen  to  thy  voice. 
And  my  will  in  thine  to  lose. 

3  Then,  whatever  may  betide, 

I  shall  safe  and  happy  be ; 

Still  content  and  satisfied: — 

Having  all  in  having  thee. 

919  -^^^  things  work  together  for  good.  7s. 

Psalm  31. 

SOVEREIGN  Ruler  of  the  skies. 
Ever  gracious,  ever  wise ! 
All  my  times  are  in  thy  hand ; 
All  events  at  thy  command. 

2  Times  of  sickness,  tinfes  of  health, 
Times  of  penury  and  wealth — 
All  must  come,  and  last,  and  end. 
As  shall  please  my  heavenly  Friend. 

3  0  thou  gracious,  wise  and  just! 
In  thy  hands  my  life  I  trust ; 
Have  I  somewhat  dearer  still  ? — 
I  resign  it  to  thy  will. 

4  Thee  at  all  times  will  I  bless ; 
Having  thee,  I  all  possess : 
Ne'er  can  I  bereaved  be. 
While  I  do  not  part  with  thee. 

46  '545 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

920  -^5  ^  weaned  child.  IB. 

Psalm  131 :  2. 

QUIET,  Lord,  my  froward  heart, 
Make  me  teachable  and  mild, 
Upright,  simple,  free  from  art,  -^ 

Make  me  as  a  weaned  child; 
From  distrust  and  envy  free. 
Pleased  with  all  that  pleases  thee. 

2  What  thou  shalt  to-day  provide, 

Let  me  as  a  child  receive : 
What  to-morrow  may  betide, 

Calmly  to  thy  wisdom  leave ; 
'Tis  enough  that  thou  wilt  care — 
Why  should  I  the  burden  bear? 

3  As  a  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own; 
Knows  he 's  neither  strong  nor  wise, 

Fears  to  stir  a  step  alone ; 
Let  me  thus  with  thee  abide. 
As  my  Father,  Guard,  and  Guide. 


M^ 


921  -^s  thou  wilt.  6s. 

Matt.  26  :  39. 

Y  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt! 
0  may  thy  will  be  mine.' 
Into  thy  hand  of  love 

I  w'ould  my  all  resign. 
Through  sorrow,  or  through  joy. 

Conduct  me  as  thine  own. 
And  help  me  still  to  say, 
My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done ! 

My  Jesus  as  thou  wilt! 

If  needy  here  and  poor. 
Give  me  thy  people's  bread. 

Their  portion  rich  and  sure. 
546 


SUBMISSION  AND  DELIVEEANCE- 

The  manna  of  thy  word 

Let  my  soul  feed  upon ; 
And  if  all  else  should  fail — 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done ! 

3  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt: 

If  among  thorns  I  go, 
Still  sometimes  here  and  there, 

Let  a  few  roses  blow. 
But  thou  on  earth,  along 

The  thorny  pain  hast  gone; 
Then  lead  me  after  thee; 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done ! 

4  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt! 

Though  seen  through  many  a  tear. 
Let  not  my  star  of  hope 

Grow  dim  or  disappear. 
Since  thou  on  earth  hast  wept 

And  sorrowed  oft  alone, 
If  I  must  weep  with  thee. 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done ! 

5  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt ! 

If  loved  ones  must  depart, 
Suffer  not  sorrow's  flood 

To  overwhelm  my  heart; 
For  they  are  blest  with  thee, 

Thy  race  and  conflict  won; 
Let  me  but  follow  them ; 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done ! 

6  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt ! 

When  death  itself  draws  nigh, 
To  thy  dear  wounded  side 

I  would  for  refuge  fly. 
Leaning  on  thee,  to  go 

Where  thou  before  hast  gone; 
The  rest  as  thou  shalt  please, 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done. 
,     547 


THE  NEW  LIFE : 

7  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt ! 

All  shall  be  well  for  me; 
Each  changing  future  scene, 

I  gladly  trust  with  thee. 
Straight  to  my  home  above 

I  travel  calmly  on. 
And  sing,  in  life  or  death. 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done ! 

922  I  ^^^ve  led  thee  in  right  paths.  8s  &  7s. 

Prov.  4  :  11. 

OHOW  kindly  hast  thou  led  me, 
Heavenly  Father,  day  by  day ! 
Found  my  dwelling,  clothed  and  fed  me, 

Furnished  friends  to  cheer  my  way ! 
Didst  thou  bless  me,  didst  thou  chasten, 

With  thy  smile,  or  with  thy  rod, 
'Twas  that  still  my  step  might  hasten 
Homeward,  heavenward,  to  my  God. 

2  0  how  slowly  have  I  often 

Followed  where  thy  hand  would  draw ! 
How  thy  kindness  failed  to  soften ! 

How  thy  chastening  failed  to  awe ! 
Make  me  for  thy  rest  more  ready, 

As  thy  path  is  longer  trod ; 
Keep  me  in  thy  friendship  steady. 

Till  thou  call  me  home,  my  God! 

923  Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken.  8s  &  7s. 

JESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 
All  to  leave  and  follow  thee ; 
I  am  poor,  despised,  forsaken — 

Thou  henceforth  my  all  shalt  be : 
Perish  every  fond  ambition — 

All  I  've  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known ; 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition — 
God  and  heaven  are  ^till  my  own ! 
548 


SUBMISSION  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me, 

It  has  left  my  Saviour  too ; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me, 

Thou  art  not  like  them,  untrue ; 
Whilst  thy  graces  shall  adorn  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might — 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  may  scorn  me. 

Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 

Go  then — earthly  fame  and  treasure. 

Come,  disaster,  scorn,  and  pain ; 
In  thy  service,  pain  is  pleasure — 

With  thy  favor,  loss  is  gain. 
I  have  called  thee,  Abba  Father! 

I  have  set  my  heart  on  thee ; 
Storms  may  howl,  and  clouds  may  gather. 

All  will  work  for  good  to  me. 

Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 

'T  will  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast, 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me. 

Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 
0,  't  is  not  in  grief  to  harm  me 

While  thy  love  is  left  to  me ; 
0,  't  were  not  in  joy  to  charm  me. 

Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  thee. 

Soul — then  know  thy  full  salvation. 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care, 
Joy  to  find  in  every  station. 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear; 
Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee. 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine; 
Think  that  Jesus  died  to  save  thee ; 

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine  ? 
Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory. 

Armed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer. 
Heaven's  eternal  day 's  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 
549 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission ; 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim's  days ; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise ! 

924  iSongsfor  sighing.  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

HALLELUJAH !  best  and  sweetest 
Of  the  hymns  of  praise  above ! 
Hallelujah !  thou  repeatest. 

Angel-host,  these  notes  of  love ; 

This  ye  utter. 
While  your  golden  harps  ye^move. 

2  Hallelujah !  Church  victorious, 

Join  the  concert  of  the  sky : 
Hallelujah  !  bright  and  glorious ! 
Lift,  ye  saints  this  strain  on  high ! 

We,  poor  exiles, 
Join  not  yet  your  melody, 

3  Hallelujah!  strains  of  gladness 

Comfort  not  the  faint  and  worn; 
Hallelujah!  sounds  of  sadness 
Best  become  the  heart  forlorn ; 

Our  offenses 
We  with  bitter  tears  must  mourn. 

4  But  our  earnest  supplication, 

Holy  God !  we  raise  to  thee ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation. 
Make  us  all  thy  peace  to  see ! 

Hallelujah ! 
Ours  at  length  this  strain  shall  be. 

925  0  God  !  he  thou  my  stay.  P.  M. 

FATHER,  0  hear  me  now ! 
Father  divine ! 
Thou,  only  thou,  canst  see 
The  heart's  deep  agony  : 
Help  me  to  say  to  thee 
"  Thy  will,  not  mine !" 
550 


SUBMISSION  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

2  0  God !  be  thou  my  stay- 
in  this  dark  hour ; 
Kindly  each  sorrow  hear, 
Hush  every  troubled  fear, 
Thee  let  me  still  i^evere. 

Still  own  thy  power. 

3  In  thee  alone  I  trust, 

Thou  Holy  One! 
Humbly  to  thee  I  pray 
That  through  each  troubled  day 
Of  life,  I  still  may  say, 

"Thy  will  be  done! 

926  Changed  from  glory  to  glory.  6s, 

2  Cor.  3  :  IS. 

I  DID  thee  wrong,  my  God ; 
I  wronged  thy  truth  and  love ; 
I  fretted  at  the  rod — 

Against  thy  power  I  strove. 

2  Come  nearer,  nearer  still ; 

Let  not  thy  light  depart; 
Bend,  break  this  stubborn  will ; 
Dissolve  this  iron  heart ! 

3  Less  wayward  let  me  be, 

More  pliable  and  mild; 
In  glad  simplicity 

More  like  a  trustful  child. 

4  Less,  less  of  self  each  day, 

And  more,  my  God,  of  thee ; 
0,  keep  me  in  the  way, 
However  rough  it  be. 

5  Less  of  the  flesh  each  day, 

Less  of  the  world  and  sin ; 
More  of  thy  Son,  I  pray, 
More  of  thyself  within. 
551 


THE  NEW  LIFE; 


6  More  molded  to  thy  will, 
Lord,  let  thy  servant  be ; 
Higher  and  higher  still. 

More,  and  still  more,  like  thee ! 


c 


927  Worthy  the  Lamh.  6s  &  4s. 
lOME,  all  ye  saints  of  God, 

Wide  through  the  earth  abroad, 

Spread  Jesus'  fame : 
Tell  what  his  love  hath  done ; 
Trust  in  his  name  alone ; 
Shout  to  his  lofty  throne, 

"Worthy  the  Lamb!" 

2  Hence,  gloomy  doubts  and  fears  1 
Dry  up  your  mournful  tears ; 

Swell  the  glad  theme  : 
To  Christ,  our  gracious  King, 
Strike  each  melodious  string; 
Join  heart  and  voice  to  sing, 

"Worthy  the  Lamb!" 

3  Hark!  how  the  choirs  above, 
Filled  with  the  Saviour's  love. 

Dwell  on  his  name ! 
There,  too,  may  we  be  found. 
With  light  and  glory  crowned; 
While  all  the  heavens  resound, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb !" 

928  Nearer  to  thee.  6s&4:S. 

NEARER,  my  God,  to  thee. 
Nearer  to  thee ! 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee. 
Nearer  to  thee ! 
552 


SUBMISSION  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

2  Though  like  the  wanderer, 

Daylight  all  gone, 
Darkness  be  over  me. 

My  rest  a  stone ; 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I  'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God  to  thee — 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

3  There  let  the  way  appear, 

Steps  unto  heaven ; 
All  that  thou  sendest  me. 

In  mercy  given ; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee  ! 

Nearer  to  thee. 
3  Then,  with  my  waking  thoughts 

Bright  with  thy  praise. 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs, 

Bethel  I  '11  raise ; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer  my  God,  to  thee — 

Nearer  to  thee ! 
5  Or,  if  on  joyful  wing. 

Cleaving  the  sky. 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be — 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee. 

929  My  God  and  my  all.  1 2 s  &  1  Is. 

WHILE  thou,  O  my  God,  art  my  help  and  defender, 
No  cares  can  o'ervvhelm  me,  no  teri'ors  appall : 
The  wiles  and  the  snares  of  this  world  will  but  render 

More  lively  my  hope  in  my  God  and  my  all. 
2  Yes;  thou  art  my  refuge  in  sorrow  and  danger ; 

My  strength  when  I  suffer ;  my  hope  when  I  fall; 
My  comfort  and  joy  in  this  land  of  the  stranger; 
My  treasure,  my  glory,  my  God,  and  my  all. 

47  553 


0 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

3  To  thee,  dearest  Lord,  will  I  turn  without  ceasing, 
Though  grief  may  oppress  me  or  sorrow  befall; 

And  love  thee,  till  death,  my  blest  spirit  releasing, 
Secures  to  me  Jesus,  my  God  and  my  all. 

4  And  when  thou  demandest  the  life  thou  hast  given, 
With  joy  will  I  answer  thy  merciful  call  ; 

And  quit  thee  on  earth,  but  to  find  thee  in  heaven — • 
My  portion  for  ever,  my  God  and  my  all. 

930  ^  little  while.  11  &  lOs. 
John  14:  19. 

FOR  the  peace  that  floweth  as  a  river, 
Making  life's  desert  places  bloom  and  smile  ; 
O  for  that  faith  to  grasp  the  glad  For  ever, 
Amid  the  shadows  of  earth's  Little  While  ! 
2  A  little  while  for  patient  vigil  keeping, 

To  face  the  storm,  to  wrestle  with  the  strong ; 
A  little  while  to  sow  the  seed  with  M^eeping, 

Then  bind  the  sheaves  and  sing  the  harvest-song. 
'^CS  A  little  while  to  wear  the  vail  of  sadness, 

To  toil  with  weary  step  through  miry  ways, 
Then  to  pour  forth  the  fragrant  oil  of  gladness, 
And  clasp  the  girdle  round  the  robe  of  Praise  I 

4  A  little  while,  'mid  shadow  and  illusion, 

To  strive  by  faith  love's  m3'8teries  to  spell. 
Then  read  each  dark  enigma's  bright  solution, 

Then  hail  sight's  verdict — He  doth  all  things  well. 

5  And  he  who  is  himself  the  Gift  and  Giver, 

The  future  g\ovy  and  the  present  smile, 
With  the  bright  promise  of  the  glad  For  ever, 
Will  light  the  shadows  of  earth's  Little  While. 

931  For  yet  a  little  while.  lis  &  lOs. 

Heb.  10:  37. 

LITTLE  longer  still — patience  beloved  ; 
A  little  longer  still,  ere  heaven  unroll 
The  glory,  and  the  brightness,  and  the  wonder, 
Eternal  and  divine,  that  waits  thy  soul. 

2  A  little  longer  ere  life,  true,  immortal, 
(Not  this  our  shadowy  life)  will  be  thine  own,  [ship, 

And  thou  shalt  stand  where  winged  archangels  wor- 
And  trembling  bow  before  the  great  white  throne. 

3  A  little  longer  still,  and  heaven  awaits  thee, 
And  fills  thy  spirit  with  a  great  delight  j 

Then  our  pale  joys  will  seem  a  dream  forgotten, 
Our  sun  a  darkness,  and  our  daj^  a  night. 

554 


A 


SUBMISSION  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

4  A  little  longer,  and  thy  heart,  beIov6d, 

Shall  beat  for  ever  with  a  love  divine ; 
And  joy  so  pure,  so  mighty,  so  eternal, 

No  mortal  knows,  and  lives,  shall  then  be  thine. 

5  A  little  longer  yet,  and  angel  voices 

Shall  sing  in  heavenly  chant  upon  thine  ear  ; 
Angels  and  saints  ajvait  thee,  and  God  needs  thee  ; 
Belov6d,  can  we  bid  thee  linger  here  ! 

932  Sufferings  and  glory.  lOs. 

Eom.  8 :  18. 

THEOUGH  cross  to  crown  !  and  though  thy  spirit's 
Trials  untold  assail  with  giant  strength,  [life 

Good  cheer  !  good  cheer!     Soon  ends  the  bitter  strife, 
And  thou  sbalt  reign  in  peace  with  Christ  at  length. 

2  Through  woe  to  joy !  and  though  at  morn  thou  weep, 
And  though  the  midnight  finds  thee  weeping  still. 

Good  cheer !  good  cheer  I  The  shepherd  loves  his  sheep  j 
Eesign  thee  to  the  watchful  Father's  will. 

3  Through  death  to  life  !  and  through  this  vale  of  tears, 
And  through  this  thistle-field  of  life,  ascend 

To  the  great  supper  in  that  world  whose  years 
Of  bliss  unfading,  cloudless,  know  no  end. 

933  After  the  toil.  lOs. 
»'    A  FTER  the  toil,"  when  the  morning  breaks 

iJi  On  the  bloom-crowned  hills  of  the  heavenly  land  j 
"After  the  toil,"  when  each  slumbei*er  wakes, 
'Neath  the  glorified  touch  of  the  Infinite  Hand. 

2  "After  the  toil,"  when  the  dim  earth  sinks, 
Like  a  worn-out  pebble  in  eternity's  sea; 

"  After  the  toil,"  when  each  thirsty  soul  drinks 
Of  the  Elver  that  flows  through  Immensity. 

3  "  After  the  toil,"  O  shadowing  cloud 
Of  time  o'er  the  face  of  the  Infinite  ; 

When  thou  shalt  be  dropped  like  a  worm-eaten  shroud, 
What  a  morning  will  dawn  on  us  after  the  night  1 

4  "  x\fter  the  toil,"  and  the  cross  that  we  bear 
Waj'-worn  and  wearj'^  through  life's  creeping  years; 

Angels  will  smile  on  the  crown  we  shall  wear, 
And  the  songs  of  salvation  will  follow  our  tears. 

5  "  After  the  toil,"  O  !  thou  who  art  faint, 

Eise  from  the  shadows  that  darken  thy  way — 
Eise  while  thy  faith's  raptured  pencil  shall  paint 
All  its  glorified  dream  of  the  Infinite  Day. 
-      555 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

934:  The  day  is  at  hand.  9s  &  8s. 

Eom.  13  :   12. 

CHRISTIAN,  the   morn  breaks  sweetly  o'er 
And  all  the  midnight  shadows  flee ;     [thee, 
Tinged  are  the  distant  skies  with  glory, 

A  beacon-light  hung  out  for  thee ; 
Arise,  arise !  the  light  breaks  o'er  thee, 

Thy  name  is  graven  on  the  throne. 
Thy  home  is  in  the  world  of  glory. 
Where  thy  Redeemer  reigns  alone. 

2  Tossed  on  time's  rude,  relentless  surges, 

Calmly,  composed,  and  dauntless  stand; 
For  lo !  beyond  those  scenes  emerges 

The  hights  that  bound  the  promised  land. 
Behold !  behold  !  the  land  is  nearing, 

Where  the  wild  sea-storm's  rage  is  o'er ; 
Hark !  how  the  heavenly  hosts  are  cheering ; 

See  in  what  throngs  they  range  the  shore ! 

3  Cheer  up !  cheer  up  !  the  day  breaks  o'er  thee, 

Bright  as  the  summer's  noontide  ray. 
The  star-gemmed  crowns  and  realms  of  glory 

Invite  thy  happy  soul  away ; 
Away !  away !  leave  all  for  glory. 

Thy  name  is  graven  on  the  throne ; 
Thy  home  is  in  that  world  of  glory. 

Where  thy  Redeemer  reigns  alone. 

935  Whatever  my  God  ordains  is  right.  P.  M. 

WHATE'ER  my  God  ordains  is  right, 
His  will  is  ever  just; 
Howe'er  he  orders  now  my  cause, 
I  will  be  still  and  trust. 
He  is  my  God ; 
Though  dark  my  road. 
He  holds  me  that  I  shall  not  fall ; 
Wherefore  to  him  I  leave  it  all. 
556 


SUBMISSION  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

2  Whate'er  my  God  ordains  is  right ; 

He  never  will  deceive ; 
He  leads  me  by  the  proper  path, 
And  so  to  him  I  cleave, 
And  take  content 
What  ha  hath  sent ; 
His  hand  can  turn  my  griefs  away, 
And  patiently  I  wait  his  day. 

3  Whate'er  my  God  ordains  is  right ;       ^ 

Though  I  the  cup  must  drink 
That  bitter  seems  to  my  faint  heart, 
I  will  not  fear  or  shrink ; 
Tears  pass  away 
With  dawn  of  day; 
Sweet  comfort  yet  shall  fill  my  heart. 
And  pain  and  sorrow  all  depart. 

936      -^5  Mount  Zion,  which  can  not  be  moved.      H.  M. 

Psalm  125  :  1. 

THEIR  hearts  shall  not  be  moved 
Who  in  the  Lord  confide ; 
But  firm  as  Zion's  hill, 

They  ever  shall  abide ; 
As  mountains  shield  Jerusalem, 
The  Lord  shall  be  a  Shield  to  them. 

2  His  blessing  on  them  rests. 

Like  freshening  dew  from  heaven ; 
And  succor  from  his  throne 

In  all  their  need  is  given ; 
Omnipotence  shall  guard  them  well, 
And  peace  remain  on  Israel. 

3  One  like  the  Son  of  God 

Is  walking  at  their  side. 
When  by  the  fervid  flame 

And  fiery  furnace  tried ; 
And  'tis  enough  that  he  is  near. 
To  strengthen  them  in  every  fear. 
557 


THE  NEW  LIFE : 

937  Psalm  121.  P.  M. 

TO  heaven  I  lift  mine  eye, 
To  heaven,  Jehovah's  throne, 
For  there  my  Saviour  sits  on  high, 
And  thence  shall  strength  and  aid  supply 
To  all  he  calls  his  own. 

2  He  will  not  faint  nor  fail, 

Nor  cause  thy  feet  to  stray ; 
For  him  no  weary  hours  assail. 
Nor  evening  darkness  spreads  her  vail 

O'er  his  eternal  day. 

3  Beneath  that  light  divine. 

Securely  shalt  thou  move ; 
The  sun  with  njilde|  beams  shall  shine,. 
And  eve's  still  queen  her  lamp  incline 

Benignant  from  above. 

4  For  he,  thy  God  and  Friend, 

Shall  keep  thy  soul  from  harm. 
In  each  sad  scene  of  doubt  attend. 
And  guide  thy  life,  and  bless  thine  end, 

With  his  almighty  arm. 

938  Lord,  to  whom  shall  we  go.  12s  &  8s. 

John  6 :  68. 

WHEN"  our  purest  delights  are  nipt  in  the  blossom, 
When  those  we  love  best  are  laid  low ; 
When  grief  plants  in  secret  her  thorn  in'the  bosom, 
Deserted — "to  whom  shall  we  go?" 

2  When,  with  error  bewildered,  our  path  becomes  dreary. 
And  tears  of  despondency  flow :  [weary, 

When  the  whole  head  is  sick,  and  the  whole  heart  is 
Despairing — "to  whom  shall  we  go?" 

3  Where  the  sad,  thirsty  soul   turns   away   from   the 
Of  pleasure  this  world  can  bestow,  [springs 

And  sighs  for  another,  and  flutters  its  wings, 
Impatient — "  to  whom  shall  we  go  ?" 

4  O  blest  be  that  light  which  has  parted  the  clouds, 
And  a  path  to  the  pilgrim  can  show ; 

That  pierces  the  vail  which  the  future  enshrouds, 
And  tells  us  to  whom  we  shall  go  1 

558 


EEL  APSE  AND  RECOVERY. 

RELAPSE  AND  RECOVERY. 
939  ^iot  out  my  transgressions.  L.  M. 

Psalm '51. 

OTHOU  that  hearest  when  sinners  cry, 
Though  all  my  sins  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  me  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  memory  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  can  not  live  without  thy  light, 
Cast  out  and  banished  from  thy  sight; 
Thy  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore, 

And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Though  I  have  grieved  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
His  help  and  comfort  still  aflbrd ; 

And  let  a  sinner  seek  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  the  Son. 

94:0  ^^«  returning  wanderer.        L.  M.  6  lines. 

WEARY  of  wandering  from  my  God, 
And  now  made  willing  to  return, 
I  hear,  and  bow  beneath  the  rod ; 

For  thee,  for  thee  alone,  I  mourn : 
I  have  an  Advocate  above, 
A  Friend  before  the  throne  of  love. 

2  0  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace  ! 
More  full  of  grace  than  I  of  sin ; 
Yet  once  again  I  seek  thy  face. 

Open  thine  arms  and  take  me  in; 
And  freely  my  backslidings  heal, 
And  love  the  faithless  sinner  still. 
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THE  NEW  LIFE: 

3  Thou  knowest  the  way  to  bring  me  back, 

My  fallen  spirit  to  restore ; 
0,  for  thy  truth  and  mercy's  sake, 

Forgive,  and  bid  me  sin  no  more ! 
The  ruins  of  my  soul  repair. 
And  make  my  heart  a  house  of  prayer. 

941  Deliverance.  L.  M. 

BEFORE  thy  throne  with  tearful  eyes, 
My  gracious  Lord,  I  humbly  fall; 
To  thee  my  weary  spirit  flies, 
For  thy  forgiving  love  I  call. 

2  How  free  thy  mercy  overflows. 

When  sinners  on  thy  grace  rely ! 
Thy  tender  love  no  limit  knows ; 
0,  save  me — justly  doomed  to  diet 

3  Yes !  thou  wilt  save  ;  my  soul  is  free ! 

The  gloom  of  sin  is  fled  away ; 
My  tongue  breaks  forth  in  praise  to  thee, 
And  all  my  powers  thy  word  obey. 

4  Hence  while  I  wrestle  with  my  foes — 

The  world,  the  flesh,  the  hosts  of  hell — 
Sustain  thou  me  till  conflicts  close. 

Then  endless  songs  my  thanks  shall  tell. 

94:2   ■  Turn  thee  unto  me,  etc.  C.  M. 

Psalm  25:  16. 

OTHOU,  whose  tender  mercy  hears 
Contrition's  humble  sigh ; 
Whose  hand  indulgent  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye ; 

2  See  Lord,  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 
A  wretched  wanderer  mourn : 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 
Hast  thou  not  said — "  Return  ?" 
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RELAPSE  AND  EECOVERY. 

3  And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail 

To  drive  me  from  thy  feet  ? 
0,  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail, 
This  only  safe  retreat! 

4  Absent  from  thee,  my  Guide!  my  Light! 

Without  one  cheering  ray. 
Through  dangers,  fears,  and  gloomy  night, 
How  desolate  my  way. 

5  0,  shine  on  this  benighted  heart. 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine! 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joy  divine. 


943  0  for  a  closer  walk  with  God !  C.  M. 

FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God ! 
A  calm  and  heavenly  frame ! 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb ! 


0 


2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul- refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  0  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be. 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee, 
561 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

944:  0,  that  I  were  as  in  months  past.  C.  M. 

Job.  29  :  2. 

SWEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 
The  Saviour's  pardoning  blood 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  revealed. 

His  praises  tuned  my  tongue ; 
And,  when  the  evening  shade  prevailed. 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 

3  In  prayer,  my  soul  drew  near  the  L6rd, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine ; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  called  each  promise  mine. 

4  But  now,  when  evening  shade  prevails. 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns ; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

5  Rise,  Saviour!  help  me  to  prevail, 

And  make  my  soul  thy  care ; 
I  know  thy  mercy  can  not  fail ; 
Let  me  that  mercy  share. 


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94-5  Grieve  not  the  Spirit.  8s  &  6s. 

Eph.  4  :  30. 

SAVIOUR,  lend  a  listening  ear. 
And  answer  my  request! 
Forgive,  and  wipe  the  falling  tear, 
Now  with  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer. 
And  set  my  heart  at  rest. 
562 


KELAPSE  AND  RECOVERY. 

2  I  mourn  the  hidings  of  thy  face ; 

The  absence  of  that  smile, 
Which  led  me  to  a  throne  of  grace. 
And  gave  my  soul  a  resting-place 

From  earthly  care  and  toil. 

3  'Tis  sin  that  separates  from  thee 

This  poor  benighted  soul; 
My  folly  and  my  guilt  I  see, 
And  now  upon  the  bended  knee, 

I  yield  to  thy  control. 

4  Up  to  the  place  of  thine  abode 

I  lift  my  waiting  eye ; 
To  thee,  0  holy  Lamb  of  God ! 
Whose  blood  for  me  so  freely  flowed,      '  ' 

I  raise  my  ardent  cry.  '  \'.'l\ 

•^  ^  Mini  J    Cl   . 

94:6  -He  Ixath  home  our  griefs.  7s,  6  lines. 

WEEPING  soul,  no  longer  mourn, 
Jesus  all  thy  griefs  hath  borne ; 
View  him  bleeding  on  the  tree, 
Pouring  out  his  life  for  thee ; 
There  thy  every  sin  he  bore : 
Weeping  soul,  lament  no  more. 

2  Cast  thy  guilty  soul  on  him, 
Find  him  mighty  to  redeem ; 
At  his  feet  thy  burden  lay, 
Look  thy  doubts  and  fears  away ; 
Now  by  faith  the  Son  embrace, 
Plead  his  promise,  trust  his  grace.  ,j  ,  f^^ 

947  Jesus,  Saviour,  pity  me.  7s,  o  lines. 

PITY,  Lord!  this  child  of  clay. 
Who  can  only  weep  and  pray — 
Only  on  thy  love  depend: 
Thou  who  art  the  sinner's  Friend ; 
Thou  the  sinner's  only  plea — 
Jesus,  Saviour,  pity  me ! 
563 


THE  NEW  LIFE; 

2  From  thy  flock,  a  straying  Lamb, 
Tender  Shepherd,  though  1  am; 
Now,  upon  the  mountain  cold, 
Lost,  I  long  to  gain  the  fold. 
And  within  thine  arras  to  be: 
Jesus,  Saviour,  pity  me ! 

3  0,  where  stillest  streams  are  poured. 
In  green  pastures  lead  me,  Lord ! 
Bring  me  back,  where  angels  sound 
Joy  to  the  poor  wanderer  found : 
Evermore  my  Shepherd  be: 

Jesus,  Saviour,  pity  me ! 

948  The  prodigal  invited.  7s. 

BROTHER,  hast  thou  wandered  far 
From  the  Father's  happy  home, 
With  thyself  and  God  at  war  ? 

Turn  thee,  brother — homeward  come. 

2  Hast  thou  wasted  all  the  powers 

God  for  noble  uses  gave  ? 
Squandered  life's  most  golden  hours  ? 
Turn  thee,  brother — God  can  save. 

3  He  can  heal  thy  bitterest  wound. 

He  thy  gentlest  prayer  can  hear; 
Seek  him,  for  he  may  be  found; 
Call  upon  him — he  is  near. 

949  Father,  take  me.  8s&7s. 

TAKE  me,  0  my  Father!  take  me — 
Take  me,  save  me,  through  thy  Son ; 
That  which  thou  wouldst  have  me,  make  me; 
Let  thy  will  in  me  be  done. 

2  Long  from  thee  my  footsteps  straying. 
Thorny  proved  the  way  I  trod; 
Weary  come  I  now,  and  praying — 
Take  me  to  thy  love  my  God ! 
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RELAPSE  AND  RECOVERY. 

3  Fruitless  years  with  grief  recalling, 

Humbly  I  confess  my  sin! 
At  thy  feet,  0  Father,  falling, 
To  thy  household  take  me  in. 

4  Freely  now  to  thee  I  proffer 

This  relenting  heart  of  mine ; 
Freely,  life  and  soul  I  offer, 
Gift  unworthy  love  like  thine. 

5  Once  the  world's  Redeemer,  dying, 

Bore  our  sins  upon  the  tree ; 
On  that  sacrifice  relying, 
Now  I  look  in  hope  to  thee. 

6  Father,  take  me !  all  forgiving, 

Fold  me  to  thy  loving  breast ; 
In  thy  love  for  ever  living, 
I  must  be  for  ever  blest. 


950  Returning.  lOs. 

A  "WEAK  and  weary  dove,  with  drooping  wing, 
And  tired  of  wandering  o'er  tlus  watery  waste, 
Jesus,  my  ark  !  once  more  a  worthless  thing. 
To  thee  I  fly,  thy  pardoning  love  to  taste. 

2  For  since  I  left  thy  sweet,  secure  retreat,        -'• 

In  search  of  pleasures  fair,  though  false  and  vain, 
My  peace — my  joy  have  flown ;  no  rest  my  feet 
Have  found ;  and  now  I  turn  to  thee  agaid! 

3  I've  sought  for  rest  in  friendship's  hallowed  shrine, 

But  loved  ones  change,  and  earth's  endearments  end ; 
No  love  is  true  and  lasting.  Lord,  but  thine; 
Henceforth,  Incarnate  Love,  be  thou  my  friend. 

4  I  've  sought  to  find  a  place  to  rest  my  feet 

In  fiime's  alluring  temple,  bright  and  gay; 

In  health,  and  competence,  and  pleasures  sweet, 

But  short  and  transient  as  the  passing  day. 

5  Yet  all  in  vain  :  o'er  all  this  dreary  waste 

Of  sin  and  sorrow,  toil  and  care,  and  pain, 
No  spot  1  've  found,  my  weary  feet  to  rest; 
And  no\v^,  sweet  ark,  I  fly  to  thee  again. 

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THE  NEW  LIFE; 

SYMPATHIES  AND  ACTIVITIES. 

951  Prayer  for  general  peace.  L.  M. 

THY  footsteps,  Lord,  with  joy  we  trace. 
And  mark  the  conquests  of  thy  grace ; 
Complete  the  work  thou  hast  begun, 
And  let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done. 

2  0,  show  thyself  the  Prince  of  Peace; 
Command  the  din  of  war  to  cease ; 
0,  bid  contending  nations  rest. 

And  let  thy  love  rule  every  breast  I 

3  Then  peace  returns  with  balmy  wing; 
Glad  plenty  laughs,  the  valleys  sing; 
Reviving  commerce  lifts  her  head, 

And  want,  and  woe,  and  hate,  have  fled. 

4  Thou  good  and  wise,  and  righteous  Lord, 
All  move  Subservient  to  thy  word;  ()("(• 
0,  soon  let  every  nation  prove 
The  perfect  joy  of  Christian  love  1 


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952  I  pray — that  thou  shouldst  keep,  etc.         L.  M. 

John  17 :  12. 

WHILE  others  pray  for  grace  to  die 
0  Lord,  I  pray  for  grace  to  live ; 
For  every  hour  a  fresh  supply; 

0  see  my  need  and  freely  give. 

2  I  do  not  dread  the  hour  of  death ; 

If  I  am  thine,  no  fears  remain ; 
I  know  that  with  my  parting  breath 

1  yield  for  ever  mortal  pain. 

3  E'en  if  the  darkness  should  appear 

Too  deep  for  faith  as  well  as  sight, 
If  I  am  thine,  thou  wilt  be  near, 
And  take  me  tp  thy  heavenly  light. 
566 


SYMPATHIES  AND  ACTIVITIES. 

4  But  0 !  my  Lord,  in  life's  highway 

I  crave  the  sunshine  of  thy  face ; 
And  every  moment  of  the  day 

I  need  thy  strong  supporting  grace. 

5  I  dare  not — will  not — Lord,  deny 

That  heart  and  feet  both  go  astray; 
Therefore  the  more  to  thee  I  cry 
To  keep  me  in  the  chosen  w^ay. 

6  The  more  my  sin  and  unbelief 

Keep  me  from  w^alking  near  to  thee, 
The  more,  Lord  Jesus,  is  my  grief — 
The  more  I  long  thy  face  to  see. 

953  I  was  a  father  to  the  poor.  C.  M. 

Job  29  :  16. 

BLEST  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart 
Feels  all  another's  pain ; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Was  never  raised  in  vain ; 

2  Whose  breast  expands  with  generous  warmth 

A  stranger's  woes  to  feel ; 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 

3  He  spreads  his  kind  supporting  arms, 

To  every  child  of  grief; 
His  secret  bounty  largely  flows. 
And  brings  unasked  relief. 

4  To  gentle  offices  of  love, 

His  feet  are  never  slow ; 
He  views,  through  mercy's  melting  eye, 
A  brother  in  a  foe.    „,  ,;^^.  .^,,,,^   .    , 

5  Peace  from  the  bosom  of  his  God, 

The  Saviour's  grace  shall  give ; 
And  when  he  kneels  before  the  throne, 
His  trembling  soul  shall  live. 
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THE  NEW  LIFE: 

954  I  delivered  the  poor  and  the  fatherless.       CM. 

Job  59 :  12. 

BRIGHT  Source  of  everlasting  love, 
To  thee  our  souls  we  raise ; 
And  to  thy  sovereign  bounty  rear 
A  monument  of  praise. 

2  Thy  mercy  gilds  the  path  of  life 

With  every  cheering  ray, 
Kindly  restrains  the  rising  tear, 
Or  wipes  that  tear  away. 

3  To  tents  of  woe,  to  beds  of  pain, 

Our  cheerful  feet  repair. 
And  with  the  gifts  thy  hand  bestows. 
Relieve  the  mourners  there. 

4  The  widow's  heart  shall  sing  for  joy; 

The  orphan  shall  be  fed ; 
The  hungering  soul  we  '11  gladly  point 
To  Christ,  the  living  Bread. 

955  ^6  A«ve  the  poor  always  with  you.  C.  M. 

Matt.  26:  11. 

LORD,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went. 
By  lane  and  cell  obscure. 
And  let  our  treasures  still  be  spent 
Like  his,  upon  the  poor. 

2  Like  him,  through  scenes  of  deep  distress, 

Who  bore  the  world's  sad  weight. 
We,  in  their  gloomy  loneliness, 
Would  seek  the  desolate. 

3  For  thou  hast  placed  us  side  by  side 

In  this  wide  world  of  ill ; 
And,  that  thy  followers  may  be  tried. 
The  poor  are  with  us  still. 

4  Small  are  the  offerings  we  can  make ; 

Yet  thou  hast  taught  us,  Lord, 
If  given  for  the  Saviour's  sake. 
They  lose  not  their  reward. 
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SYMPATHIES  AND  ACTIVITIES. 

956  A.  new  commandment.  C  M. 

BENEATH  the  shadow  of  the  cross, 
As  earthly  hopes  remove, 
His  new  commandment  Jesus  gives. 
His  blessed  word  of  love. 

2  0,  bond  of  union,  strong  and  deep ! 

0,  bond  of  perfect  peace ! 
Not  e'en  the  lifted  cross  can  harm, 
If  we  but  hold  to  this. 

3  Then,  Jesus,  be  thy  Spirit  ours ! 

And  swift  our  feet  shall  move 
To  deeds  of  pure  self-sacrifice, 
And  the  sweet  tasks  of  love. 

957  Scorn  not  the  slightest  word  or  deed.  CM. 

SCORN  not  the  slightest  word  or  deed. 
Nor  deem  it  void  of  power; 
There 's  fruit  in  each  wind-wafted  seed, 
That  waits  its  natal  hour. 

2  A  whispered  word  may  touch  the  heart, 

And  call  it  back  to  life ; 
A  look  of  love  bid  sin  depart. 
And  still  unholy  strife. 

3  No  act  falls  fruitless,  none  can  tell 

How  vast  its  power  may  be. 
Nor  what  results  infolded  dwell 
"Within  it  silently. 

4  Work  on,  despair  not,  bring  thy  mite, 

Nor  care  how  small  it  be, 
God  is  with  all  that  serve  the  right. 
The  holy,  true,  and  free. 

958  3fake  channels  for  the  streams  of  love.        C.  M. 

MAKE  channels  for  the  streams  of  Jove, 
Where  they  may  broadly  run  ; 
And  love  has  overflowing  streams, 
To  fill  them  every  one. 
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THE  NEW  LIFE: 

2  But  if  at  any  time  we  cease 

Such  channels  to  provide, 
The  very  founts  of  love  for  us 
Will  soon  be  parched  and  dried. 

3  For  we  must  share,  if  we  would  keep, 

That  blessing  from  above ; 
Ceasing  to  give,  we  cease  to  have: 
Such  is  the  law  of  love. 

9o9  Blessed  are  ye  that  sow,  etc.  C.  H.  M 

Isaiah  32  :  20. 

OBE  not  faithless!  with  the  morn 
Cast  thou  abroad  thy  grain ! 
At  noontide  faint  not  thou  forlorn. 

At  evening  sow  again  ! 
Blessed  are  they,  whate'er  betide. 
Who  thus  all  waters  sow  beside. 

2  Thou  knowest  not  which  seed  shall  grow, 

Or  which  may  die,  or  live ; 
In  faith,  and  hope,  and  patience,  sow! 

The  increase  God  shall  give 
According  to  his  gracious  will — 
As  best  his  purpose  may  fulfill. 

3  0,  could  our  inward  eye  but  view, 

Our  hearts  but  feel  aright. 
What  faith,  and  love,  and  hope  can  do, 

By  their  celestial  might. 
We  should  not  say,  till  these  be  dead. 
The  power  that  marvels  wrought  is  fled. 

960  John  12  :  3.  C.  M. 

SHE  loved  her  Saviour,  and  to  him 
Her  costliest  present  brought ; 
To  crown  his  head,  or  grace  his  name, 
No  gift  too  rare  she  thought. 
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SYMPATHIES  AND  ACTIVITIES. 

2  So  let  the  Saviour  be  adored, 

And  not  the  poor  despised, 
Give  to  the  hungry  from  your  hoard, 
But  all,  give  all  to  Christ. 

3  Go,  clothe  the  naked,  lead  the  blind. 

Give  .to  the  weary  rest; 
For  sorrow's  children  comfort  find. 
And  help  for  all  distressed ; 

4  But  give  to  Christ  alone  thy  heart. 

Thy  faith,  thy  love  supreme ; 
Then  for  his  sake  thine  alms  impart, 
And  so  give  all  to  him. 


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961  1  Peter  2  :  21-23.  C.  M. 

HAT  grace,  0  Lord,  and  beauty  shone 
Around  thy  steps  below ; 
What  patient  love  was  seen  in  all 
Thy  life  and  death  of  woe  I 

2  For,  ever  on  thy  burdened  heart 
A  weight  of  sorrow  hung ; 

Yet  no  ungentle,  murmuring  word 
Escaped  thy  silent  tongue. 

3  Thy  foes  might  hate,  despise,  revile, 
Thy  friends  unfaithful  prove ; 

Unwearied  in  forgiveness  still. 
Thy  heart  could  only  love. 

4  0  give  us  hearts  to  love  like  thee ! 
Like  thee,  0  Lord,  to  grieve 

Far  more  for  others'  sins  than  all 
The  wrongs  that  we  receive. 

5  One  with  thyself,  may  every  eye. 
In  us,  thy  brethren,  see 

The  gentleness  and  grace  that  spring 
From  union,  Lord !  with  thee. 
.   571 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

962  In  thee  the  fatherless  findeth  mercy.  CM. 

Hos.  14  :  3, 

0  GRACIOUS  Lord,  whose  mercies  rise 
Above  our  utmost  need, 
Incline  thine  ear  unto  our  cry, 
And  hear  the  orphan  plead. 

2  Bereft  of  all  a  mother's  love, 

And  all  a  mother's  care. 
Lord,  whither  shall  we  flee  for  help  ? 
To  whom  direct  our  prayer  ? 

3  To  thee  we  flee,  to  thee  we  pray ; 

Thou  shalt  our  Father  be : 
More  than  the  fondest  parent's  care 
We  find,  0  Lord,  in  thee. 

4  Already  ihou  hast  heard  our  cry, 

And  wiped  away  our  tears : 
Thy  mercy  has  a  refuge  found 
To  guard  our  helpless  years. 

5  0,  let  thy  love  descend  on  those 

Who  pity  to  us  show  ; 
Nor  let  their  children  ever  taste 
The  orphan's  cup  of  woe. 

963  A  father  of  the  fatherless.  CM. 

Psalm  68 :  5. 

WHERE  shall  the  child  of  sorrow  find 
A  place  for  calm  repose  ? 
Thou !  Father  of  the  fatherless, 
Pity  the  orphan's  woes ! 

2  What  friend  have  I  in  heaven  or  earth. 

What  friend  to  trust  but  thee  ? 
My  father 's  dead,  my  mother 's  dead, 
My  God!  "remember  me." 

3  Thy  gracious  promise  now  fulfill, 

And  bid  my  troubles  cease  ; 
In  thee  the  fatherless  shall  find 
Pure  mercy,  grace,  and  peace. 
572 


SYMPATHIES  AND  ACTIVITIES. 

4  I  Ve  not  a  secret  care  or  pain 
But  he  that  secret  knows ; 
Thou;  Father  of  the  fatherless, 
Pity  the  orphan's  woes. 

964  ^^cir  ye  one  another's  burdens.  S.  M. 

Gal.  6  :  2. 

HELP  us,  0  Lord,  thy  yoke  to  wear, 
Delighting  in  thy  will ; 
Each  other's  burdens  learn  to  bear, 
The  law  of  love  fulfill. 

2  He  that  hath  pity  on  the  poor. 

Doth  lend  unto  the  Lord : 
And,  lo  !  his  recompense  is  sure ; 
For  more  shall  be  restored. 

3  To  thee  our  all  devoted  be, 

In  whom  we  move,  and  live ; 
Freely  we  have  received  from  thee ; 
And  freely  may  we  give. 

4  And  while  we  thus  obey  thy  word. 

And  every  want  relieve, 
0  may  we  find  it,  gracious  Lord! 
More  blest  than  to  receive. 

965  A^oi  hurt  in  all  my  holy  mountain.  S.  M. 

Isaiah  11 :  9. 

HUSH  the  loud  cannon's  roar. 
The  frantic  warrior's  call, 
Why  should  the  earth  be  drenched  with  gore  ? 
Are  we  not  brothers  all  ? 

2  Want,  from  the  wretch  depart ; 

Chains,  from  the  captive  fall ; 
Sweet  mercy,  melt  the  oppressor's  heart: 
Sufferers  are  brothers  all. 

3  Churches  and  sects,  strike  down 

Each  mean  partition  wall ; 
Let  love  each  harsher  feeling  drown : 
Christians  are  brothers  all. 
573 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

4  Let  love  and  truth  alone 

Hold  human  hearts  in  thrall, 
That  heaven  its  work  at  length  may'own, 
And  men  be  brothers  all. 

966  Establish  thou  the  work  of  our  hands.       S.  M. 

Psalm  90  :  17. 

0  PRAISE  our  God  to-day, 
His  constant  mercy  bless. 
Whose  love  hath  helped  us  on  our  way, 
And  granted  us  success. 
3  0  happiest  work  below. 
Earnest  of  joy  above, 
To  sweeten  many  a  cup  of  woe, 
By  deeds  of  holy  love ! 
3  Lord !  may  it  be  our  choice 
This  blessed  rule  to  keep : 
Rejoice  with  them  that  do  rejoice, 
And  weep  with  them  that  weep. 

967  I^  i^^  morning  sow  thy  seed.  S.  M. 

Eccl.  11  :  6. 

SOW  in  the  morn  thy  seed ; 
At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand; 
To  doubt  and  fear,  give  thou  no  heed; 
Broadcast  it  o'er  the  land. 

2  Thou  knowest  not  which  shall  thrive — 

The  late  or  early  sown ; 
Grace  keeps  the  precious  germ  alive, 
When  and  wherever  strown  ; 

3  The  good,  the  fruitful  ground 

Expect  not  here  nor  there  ; 
On  hillside  and  in  dale  't  is  found ; 
Go  forth,  then,  everywhere  ! 

4  And  duly  shall  appear. 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength. 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear, 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 
574 


SYMPATHIES  AND  ACTIVITIES. 

5  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain ; 

Cold,  heat,  the  moist  and  dry. 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 

6  Thence,  when  the  glorious  end — 

The  day  of  God — is  come, 
The  angel-reapers  shall  descend. 
And  heaven  cry,  Harvest-home. 

968  The  orphan's  prayer.  P.  M. 

WHAT  though  earthly  friends  may  frown, 
Why  should  I  dejected  be  ? 
Father,  let  thy  will  be  known, 
Let  me  find  my  all  in  theci 
Never  let  my  soul  despair, 
God  will  hear  the  orphan's  prayer ; 

God  will  hear, 
God  will  hear  the  orphan's  prayer. 

2  Sorrow's  child  I  long  have  been, 

Often  for  unkindness  mourned  ; 
Friendless  orphan,  poor  and  mean, 

By  the  proud  and  wealthy  scorned. 
Still  to  God  will  I  repair, 
God  will  hear  the  orphan's  prayer; 
,^  God  will  hear, 

' ,  God  will  hear  the  orphan's  prayer. 

3  Earthly  comforts  fade  and  die. 

Sorrows  oft  our  joys  attend; 
But  if  we  on  God  rely. 

He  will  prove  a  constant  friend. 
On  him  I  '11  cast  every  care. 
He  regards  the  orphan's  prayer ; 

He  regards, 
He  regards  the  orphan's  prayer. 
•      -575 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

969  Fsalm  126:  6.  8s&7s. 

E  that  goeth  forth  with  weeping, 


ff 


Bearing  precious  seed  in  love, 
Never  tiring,  never  sleeping, 
Findeth  mercy  from  above. 

2  Soft  descend  the  dews  of  heaven ; 

Bright  the  rays  celestial  shine ; 
Precious  fruits  will  thus  be, given, 
Through  the  influence  all  divine. 

3  Sow  thy  seed;  be  never  weary; 

Let  no  fears  thy  soul  annoy; 
Be  the  prospect  ne'er  so  dreary, 
Thou  shalt  reap  the  fruits  of  joy. 

4  Lo !  the  scene  of  verdure  brightening, 

In  the  rising  grain  appear; 
Look  again ;  the  fields  are  whitening, 
For  the  harvest  time  is  near. 

970  Life's  work.  8s&7s. 

ALL  around  us,  fair  with  flowers. 
Fields  of  beauty  sleeping  lie ; 
All  around  us  clarion  voices 
Call  to  duty  stern  and  high. 

2  Following  every  voice  of  mercy 

With  a  trusting,  loving  heart; 
Let  us  in  life's  earnest  labor 
Still  be  sure  to  do  our  part. 

3  Now,  to-day,  and  not  to-morrow. 

Let  us  work  with  all  our  might, 
Lest  the  wretched  faint  and  perish 
In  the  coming  stormy  night. 

4  Now,  to-day,  and  not  to-morrow. 

Lest,  before  to-morrow's  sun. 
We,  too,  mournfully  departing. 
Shall  have  left  our  work  undone. 
576 


SYMPATHIES  AND  ACTIVITIES. 


W 


971  Freely  you  have  received,  etc.  8s,  7s  &  4jJ. 

Matt.  10 :  8. 

ITH  my  substance  I  will  honor 
My  Redeemer  and  my  Lord ; 
Were  ten  thousand  worlds  my  manor, 
All  were  nothing  to  his  word : 

Hallelujah ! 
Now  we  ofi'er  to  the  Lord. 

2  While  the  heralds  of  salvation 

His  abounding  grace  proclaim, 
Let  his  saints  of  every  station 
Gladly  join  to  spread  his  fame : 

Hallelujah! 
Gifts  we  offer  to  his  name. 

3  May  his  kingdom  be  promoted ; 

May  the  world  the  Saviour  know ; 
Be  to  him  these  gifts  devoted, 
For  to  him  my  all  I  owe: 

Hallelujah  ! 
Run,  ye  heralds  to  and  fro. 

4  Praise  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations; 

Praise  him,  all  ye  hosts  above; 
Shout  with  joyful  acclamations 
His  divine,  victorious  love : 

Hallelujah! 
By  this  gilt  our  love  we  'II  prove. 

972  That  he  wJw  loveth  God,  etc.  lis  &  lOs. 

lJohn4:  21. 

OHB  whom  Jesus  loved  has  ti-iily  spoken ! 
The  holier  worship  wliich  God  deigns  to  blcsg, 
Restores  the  lost,  and  heals  the  spirit  broken, 
And  feeds  the  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

2  Then,  brother  man,  fold  to  thy  heart  thy  brother  I 
For  where  love  dwells,  the  peace  of  God  is  there; 
To  worship  rightly  is  to  love  each  other; 

Each  smile  a  hymn,  each  kindly  deed  a  prayer. 

49  '  577 


THE  NEW  LIFE : 

3  Follow,  with  reverent  steps,  the  great  example 

Of  him  whose  holy  work  Avas  doing  good  ; 
So  shall  the  wide  earth  seem  our  Fatlier's  temple, 
Each  loving  life  a  psalm  of  gratitude. 

4  Thus  shall  all  shackles  fall  ;  the  stormy  clangor 

Of  wild  war  music  o'er  the  earth  shall  cease  ; 
Love  shall  tread  out  the  baleful  fires  of  anger, 
And  in  its  ashes  plant  the  tree  of  peace. 

973  I  the  Lord  will  hasten  it,  etc.         lis  &  lOs. 

Isaiah  160  :  22, 

DOWN  the  dark  future,  through  long  generations. 
The  sounds  of  war  grow  fainter,  and  then  cease  ; 
And"  like  a  bell  with  solemn,  sweet  vibrations, 

I  hear  once  more  the  voice  of  Christ  say,  "  Peace  !" 

2  Peace  !  and  no  longer,  from  its  brazen  portals, 

The  blast  of  war's  great  organ  shakes  the  skies  ; 
But  beautiful  as  songs  of  the  immortals. 
The  holy  melodies  of  love  arise. 

974  Pe(^(^^  on  earth.  lis  &  10s. 

PEACE,  peace  on  earth  I  the  heart  of  man  for  ever, 
Through  all  these  weary  strifes,  foretells  the  day; 
Blessed  be  God,  the  hope  forsakes  him  never, 

That  Avar  shall  end,  and  swords  be  sheathed  for  aye. 

2  Peace,  peace  on  earth  !  for  men  shall  love  each  other  ; 
Hosts  shall  go  forth  to  bless,  and  not  destroy  ; 

For  man  shall  see  in  every  man  a  brother. 
And  peace  on  earth  fulfill  the  angels'  joy. 

975  Restore  such  a  one  in  the  spirit,  etc.  lOs. 

Gal.  6:1. 

BREATHE  thoughts  of  pity  o'er  a  brother's  fall, 
But  dwell  not  with  stern  anger  on  his  fault: 
The  grace  of  God  alone  holds  thee,  holds  all ;      [halt. 
Were  that  withdrawn,  thou  too  wouldst  swerve  and 

Send  back  the  wanderer  to  the  Saviour's  fold — 
That  were  an  action  worthy  of  a  saint ; 

But  not  in  malice  let  the  crime  be  told, 
Nor  publish  to  the  world  the  evil  taint. 

3  The  Saviour  sutfers  when  his  children  slide  ; 

Then  is  his  holy  name  by  men  blasphemed  I 
And  he  afresh  is  mocked  and  crucified. 
Even  by  those  his  bitter  death  redeemed. 

578 


SYMPATHIES  AND  ACTIVITIES. 

4  Eebuke  the  sin,  and  j-et  in  love  rebuke ; 
Feel  as  one  member  in  another's  pain ; 
Win  back  the  soul  that  his  fair  path  forsook, 
And  mighty  and  eternal  is  thy  gain. 

976  Work  on,  hope  on.  8s  &  5s. 

EVERY  day  hath  toU  and  trouble. 
Every  heart  hath  care ; 
Meekly  bear  thine  own  full  measure, 

And  thy  brother's  share, 
Fear  not,  shrink  not,  though  the  burden 

Heavy  to  thee  prove; 
God  shall  fill  thy  mouth  with  gladness, 
And  thy  heart  with  love. 

2  Patiently  enduring,  ever 

Let  thy  spirit  be 
Bound,  by  links  that  can  not  sever, 

To  humanity. 
Labor,  wait!  thy  master  labored 

Till  his  task  was  done ; 
Count  not  lost  thy  fleeting  moments — 

Life  hath  but  begun. 

3  Labor!  wait!  though  midnight  shadows 

Gather  round  thee  here. 
And  the  storm  above  thee  lowering 

Fill  thy  heart  with  fear — 
Wait  in  hope  !  the  morning  dawneth 

When  the  night  is  gone. 
And  a  peaceful  rest  awaits  thee 

When  thy  work  is  done. 
579 


THE  NEW  LIFE  • 

PRIVATE  DEVOTIONS. 

977  Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone.      L.  M. 

EAR  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world !  begone, 
Let  my  religious  hours  alone : 
Fain  would  mine  eyes  my  Saviour  see ; 

1  wait  a  visit.  Lord!  from  thee. 

2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire ; 
Come,  my  dear  Jesus !  from  above, 
And  feed  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 

3  Blest  Saviour,  what  delicious  fare — 
How  sweet  thine  entertainments  are! 
Never  did  angels  taste  above 
Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 

4  Hail,  great  Immanuel,  all-divine ! 
In  thee  thy  Father's  glories  shine  : 
Thou  brightest,  sweetest,  fairest  One, 
That  eyes  have  seen,  or  angels  known ! 

978  Abide  with  us ;  for  it  is  toward  evening.         L.  M, 

Luke  24  :  29. 

SUN  of  my  soul !  thou  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  thou  be  near : 
0,  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes ! 

2  When  soft  the  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep, 

Be  my  last  thought — how  sweet  to  rest 
For  ever  on  my  Saviour's  breast ! 

%  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  can  not  live ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 

580 


PRIVATE  DEVOTIONS. 

4  Be  near  to  bless  me  when  I  wake, 
Ere  through  the  world  my  way  I  take ; 
Abide  with  me  till  in  thy  love 
I  lose  myself  in  heaven  above. 

979  The  fullness  of  God,  L.M. 

^      Eph.  3:  19. 

MY  God,  my  heart  with  love  inflame, 
That  I  may  in  thy  holy  name 
Aloud  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice, 
While  I  have  breath  to  raise  my  voice. 

2  No  more  let  my  ungi*ateful  heart 
One  moment  from  thy  praise  depart; 
But  live  and  sing  in  sweet  accord, 
The  glories  of  my  sovereign  Lord. 

3  Jesus!  thou  hope  of  glory,  come, 

And  make  my  heart  thy  constant  home: 
Through  all  the  remnant  of  my  days, 

0  let  me  speak  and  live  thy  praise ! 

980  In  the  night  watches.  8s&4s. 

Tsalm  63 :  6. 

IN  silence  of  the  voiceless  night. 
When  chased  by  dreams,  the  slumbers  flee, 
Whom,  in  the  darkness,  do  I  seek, 
0  God,  but  thee  ? 

2  And  if  there  weigh  upon  my  breast. 
Vague  memories  of  the  day  foregone, 
Scarce  knowing  why,  I  fly  to  thee, 

And  lay  them  down. 

3  Or,  if  it  be  the  gloom  that  comes, 
In  token  of  impending  ill, 

My  bosom  heeds  not  what  it  is. 
Since  't  is  thy  will. 

4  For,  0 !  in  spite  of  constant  care, 
Or  aught  beside,  how  joyfully 

1  pass  that  solitary  hour, 

My  God,  with  thee  I 
581 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

More  tranquil  than  the  stilly  night, 
More  peaceful  than  that  voiceless  hour, 
Supremely  blest,  my  bosom  lies 

Beneath  thy  power. 
For  what  on  earth  can  I  desire, 
Of  all  it  hath  to  offer  me  ? 
Or  whom  in  heaven  do  I  seek, 

0  God,  but  thee? 


•^j 


0' 


981  In  the  world,  hut  not  of  it.  L.  M. 

|H  that  I  could  for  ever  dwell, 
Delighted,  at  the  Saviour's  feet; 
Behold  the  form  I  love  so  well, 
And  all  his  tender  words  repeat ! 

2  The  world  shut  out  from  all  my  soul. 
And  heaven  brought  in  with  all  its  bliss, 
0 !  is  there  aught  from  pole  to  pole, 
One  moment  to  compare  with  this  ? 

3  This  is  the  hidden  life  I  prize — 
A  life  of  penitential  love ; 
When  I  my  follies  most  despise. 

And  raise  my  highest  thoughts  above  ? 

4  When  all  I  am  I  clearly  see. 

And  freely  own  with  deepest  shame; 
When  the  Redeemer's  love  to  me 
Kindles  within  a  deathless  flame. 

5  Thus  would  I  live  till  nature  fail. 
And  all  my  former  sins  forsake; 
Then  rise  to  God  within  the  vail, 
And  of  eternal  joys  partake. 

982  Retirement  and  meditation.  L.  M. 

Psalm  4  :  4. 

EETURN,  my  roving  heart,  return. 
And  chase  these  shadowy  forms  no  more; 
Seek  out  some  solitude  to  mourn. 
And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 

682 


PRIVATE  DEVOTIONS. 

2  0  thou,  great  God,  whose  piercing  eye 

Distiuctly  marks  each  deep  recess ; 
In  these  sequestered  hours  draw  nigh, 
And  with  thy  presence  fill  the  place. 

3  Through  all  the  windings  of  my  heart, 

My  search  let  lieavenly  wisdom  guide ; 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart 
Till  all  be  searched  and  purified. 

4  Then  with  the  visits  of  thy  love, 

Vouchsafe  my  inmost  soul  to  cheer; 
Till  every  grace  shall  join  to  prove 

That  God  has  fixed  his  dwelling  there. 


0' 


983  The  gate  of  heaven.  L.  M.  D. 

kUn  Father  God !  not  face  to  face 
May  mortal  sense  commune  with  thee, 
Nor  lift  the  curtains  of  that  place 

Where  dwells  thy  secret  Majesty: 
Yet  wheresoe'er  our  spirits  bend 

In  reverent  faith  and  humble  prayer. 
Thy  promised  blessing  will  descend, 

And  we  shall  find  thy  Spirit  there. 

Lord!  be  the  spot  where  now  we  meet 

An  open  gateway  into  heaven ; 
Here  may  we  sit  at  Jesus'  feet, 

And  feel  our  deepest  sins  forgiven. 
Here  may  desponding  care  look  up ; 

And  sorrow  lay  its  burden  down. 
Or  learn  of  him  to  drink  the  cup, 

To  bear  the  cross  and  win  the  crown. 

Here  may  the  sick  and  wandering  soul. 
To  truth  still  blind,  to  sin  a  slave, 

Find  better  than  Bethesda's  pool, 
Or  than  Siloam's  healing  wave ; 
'      583 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

And  may  we  learn,  while  bere,  apart 
From  the  world's  passion  and  its  strife, 

That  thy  true  shrine  's  a  loving  heart, 
And  thy  best  praise  a  holy  life ! 

984  Joy  ttnspeakable.  C.  M. 

1  Pet.  1  :  8. 

SWEET  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream 
In  earnest  pleading  flows ; 
Devotion  dwells  upon  the  theme, 
And  warm  and  warmer  glows. 

2  Faith  grasps  the  blessing  she  desires, 

Hope  points  the  upward  gaze ; 
And  love,  untrembling  love  inspires 
The  eloquence  of  praise. 

3  But  sweeter  far  the  still,  small  voice, 

Heard  by  the  human  ear, 
When  God  hath  made  the  heart  rejoice, 
And  dried  the  bitter  tear. 

4  Nor  accents  flow,  nor  words  ascend! ; 

All  utterance  faileth  there; 
But  listening  spirits  comprehend, 
And  God  accepts  the  prayer. 

985  Communion  with  God  in  retirement.         C.  M. 

FAR  from  the  world,  0  Lord,  I  flee. 
From  strife  and  tumult  far ; 
From  scenes  where  S^tan  wages  still 
His  most  successful  war. 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 

With  prayer  and  praise  agree  ; 
And  seem  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  There,  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul, 

And  grace  her  mean  abode, 
0,  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love. 
She  then  communes  with  God! 
584 


PRIVATE  DEVOTIONS. 

4  There,  like  the  nightingale  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays ; 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 
Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

5  Author  and  Guardian  of  my  life ! 

Sweet  Source  of  light  divine. 
And  all  harmonious  names  in  one — 
My  Saviour ! — thou  art  mine  ! 

6  What  thanks  I  owe  thee,  and  what  love — 

A  boundless,  endless  store — 
Shall  echo  through  the  realms  above, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

986  Secret  prayer.  C.  M 

Matt.  6 :  6. 

FATHER  divine,  thy  piercing  eye 
Sees  through  the  darkest  night, 
In  deep  retirement  thou  art  nigh, 
With  heart-discerning  sight. 

2  There  may  that  piercing  eye  survey. 

My  duteous  homage  paid. 
With  every  morning's  dawning  ray 
And  every  evening's  shade. 

3  0  let  thy  own  celestial  fire 

The  incense  still  inflame; 
While  my  w^arm  vows  to  thee  aspire, 
Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

4  So  shall  the  visits  of  thy  love 

My  soul  in  secret  bless ; 
So  shalt  thou  deign  in  worlds  above. 
Thy  suppliant  to  confess. 

987  Sanctify  the  Lord  God  in  your  hearts.         C.  M. 

1  Pet.  3  :  15 

0  COULD  I  find,  from  day  to  day, 
A  nearness  to  my  God, 
Then  would  my  hours  glide  sweet  away 
While  leaning  on  his  word. 
585 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

2  Lord,  I  desire  with  thee  to  live 

Anew  from  day  to  day, 
In  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
Nor  ever  take  away. 

3  Blest  Jesus,  come  and  rule  my  heart, 

And  make  me  wholly  thine. 
That  I  may  never  more  depart, 
N^or  grieve  thy  love  divine. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last,  expiring  breath, 

Thy  goodness  I  '11  adore; 
And  when  my  frame  dissolves  in  death, 
My  soul  shall  love  thee  more. 

988  I  am  still  with  thee.  S.  M 

Psalm  139:  18. 

STILL  with  thee,  0  my  God, 
I  would  desire  to  be  ; 
By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
I  would  be  still  with  thee ; — 

2  With  thee,  when  dawn  comes  in, 

And  calls  me  back  to  care; 
Each  day  returning  to  begin 

With  thee,  my  God,  in  prayer ; — 

3  With  thee,  amid  the  crowd 

That  throngs  the  busy  mart. 
To  hear  thy  voice,  'mid  clamor  loud, 
Speak  softly  to  my  heart ; — 

4  With  thee,  when  day  is  done, 

And  evening  calms  the  mind: 
The  setting  as  the  rising  sun, 
With  thee  my  heart  would  find. 

5  With  thee,  when  darkness  brings 

The  signal  of  repose. 
Calm  in  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 
Mine  eyelids  I  would  close. 
586 


PRIVATE  DEVOTIONS. 

6  With  thee,  in  thee,  by  faith 
Abiding  I  would  be ; 
By  day,  by  night,  in  life,  in  death, 
I  would  be  still  with  thee, 

989  Your  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God.  7s. 

Coll.  3  :  3. 

LET  my  life  be  hid  in  thee, 
Life  of  life,  and  Light  of  light ! 
Love's  illimitable  Sea ! 

Depth  of  peace,  of  power  the  Hight. 

2  Let  my  life  be  hid  in  thee. 

When  my  foes  are  gathering  round; 
Covered  with  thy  panoply. 
Safe  within  thy  holy  ground. 

3  Let  my  life  be  hid  in  thee, 

From  vexation  and  annoy; 
Calm  in  thy  tranquillity, 

All  my  mourning  turned  to  joy. 

4  Let  my  life  be  hid  in  thee ; 

When  my  strength  and  health  shall  fail, 
Let  thine  immortality 

In  my  dying  hour  prevail. 

990  ^^^at  I  may  win  Christ.  7s,  double. 

Phil.  3 :  a 

JESUS,  Saviour  all  divine, 
Ilast  thou  made  me  truly  thine  ? 
Hast  thou  bought  me  by  thy  blood  ? 
Reconciled  my  heart  to  God  ? 
Hearken  to  my  tender  prayer, 
Let  me  thine  own  image  bear; 
Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 
Till  I  reach  heaven's  blissful  shore. 
2  Thou  canst  fit  me  by  thy  grace 
For  the  heavenly  dwelling-place; 
All  thy  promises  are  sure. 
Ever  shall  thy  love  endure; 
587 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

Then  what  more  could  I  desire, 
How  to  greater  bliss  aspire  ? 
All  I  need,  in  thee  I  see, 
Thou  art  all  in  all  to  me. 

991  Thou  God  seest  me.  7s. 

Gen.  16  :  13. 

I OD  is  in  the  loneliest  spot 


G* 


Present,  though  thou  know  it  not ; 
Morning  vows  and  evening  prayer 
Make  a  Bethel  everywhere. 

2  Go  where  duty  guides  thy  feet ; 
There  good  angels  thou  shalt  meet; 
Hosts  of  God  thou  canst  not  see, 
Watch  thy  steps  and  wait  on  thee. 

992  I  make  mention  of  you,  etc.  12s  &  lis. 

Rom.  1  :  9. 

WHEN  far  from  the  hearts  where  our  fondest  tbooghts 
center, 
Denied  for  a  time  their  loved  presence  to  share ; 
In  spirit  we  meet,  when  the  closet  we  enter, 
And  hold  sweet  communion  together  in  prayer! 

2  O!  fondly  I  think,  as  night's  curtains  surround  them, 
The  Shepherd  of  Israel  tenderly  keeps, 

The  angels  of  light  are  encamping  around  them,  [sleeps, 
They  are  watched  by  the  eye  that  ne'er  slumbers  nor 

3  When  tlie  voice  of  the  morning  once  more  shall  awake 
And  summon  them  forth  to  the  calls  of  tlie  day,  [them, 

I  will  think  of  that  God  who  will  never  forsake  tliem, 
The  Friend  ever  near  though  all  else  be  away. 

4  Then  why  should  one  thought  of  anxiety  seize  us, 
Though  distance  divide  us  from  those  whom  we  love? 

They  rest  in  the  covenant  mercy  of  Jesus, 

Their  prayers  meet  with  ours  in  the  mansions  above. 

5  O  !  sweet  bond  of  friendship,  whate'er  may  betide  us, 
Though  on  life's   stormy  billows   our  barks  may  be 

Though  distance,  or  trial,  or  death  may  divideus,  [driven, 
Eternal  re-union  awaits  us  in  heaven. 

588 


AFFLICTIONS. 

AFFLICTIONS. 

993         The  things  that  are  unseen  are  eternal.        L.  M. 

2  Cor.  4 :  18. 

rPHY  will  be  done !  I  will  not  fear 
1    The  fate  provided  by  thy  love ; 
Though  clouds  and  darkness  shroud  me  here, 
I  know  that  all  is  bright  above. 

2  The  stars  of  heaven  are  shining  on,      [tears; 

Though  these  frail  eyes  are  dimmed  with 
The  hopes  of  earth  indeed  are  gone. 
But  are  not  ours  the  immortal  years  ? 

3  Father !  forgive  the  heart  that  clings, 

Thus  trembling,  to  the  things  of  time; 
And  bid  my  soul,  on  angel  wings. 
Ascend  into  a  purer  clime. 

4  There  shall  no  doubts  disturb  its  trust. 

No  sorrows  dim  celestial  love ; 
But  these  aflQictions  of  the  dust. 

Like  shadows  of  the  night,  remove,  j 

5  E'en  now,  above,  there 's  radiant  day. 

While  clouds  and  darkness  brood  below; 
Then,  Father,  joyful  on  my  way 
To  drink  the  bitter  cup  I  go. 

994:  Blessed  are  they  that  mourn.  L.  M. 

Matt.  5 :  4. 

DEEM  not  that  they  are  blest  alone 
Whose  days  a  peaceful  tenor  keep; 
The  God  who  loves  our  race  has  shown 
A  blessing  for  the  eyes  that  weep. 

2  The  light  of  smiles  shall  fill  again 
The  lids  that  overflow  with  tears. 
And  weary  hours  of  woe  and  paiu 
Are  earnests  of  serener  years. 
-     689 


THE  NEW  LIFE; 

3  0,  there  are  days  of  hope  and  rest 

For  every  dark  and  troubled  night! 

And  grief  may  bide  an  evening  guest, 

But  joy  shall  come  with  early  light. 

4  And  thou  who  o'er  thy  friend's  low  bier 

Dost  shed  the  bitter  drops  like  rain, 
Hope  that  a  brighter,  happier  sphere 
Will  give  him  to  thy  arms  again. 

5  Nor  let  the  good  man's  trust  depart, 

Though  life  its  common  gifts  deny; 
Though  with  a  pierced  and  broken  heart, 
And  spurned  of  men,  he  goes  to  die. 

6  For  God  hath  marked  each  anguished  day. 

And  numbered  every  secret  tear; 
And  heaven's  long  age  of  bliss  shall  pay 
For  all  his  children  suffer  here. 

995  Let  not  the  water -flood  overflow  me.  L.  M. 

Psalm  69:  15. 

GOD  of  my  life,  to  thee  I  call ; 
Afflicted  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 
When  the  great  water-floods  prevail. 
Leave  not  my  trembling  heart  to  fail. 

2  Friend  of  the  friendless  and  the  faint. 
Where  should  I  lodge  my  deep  complaint  ? 
Where,  but  with  thee,  whose  open  door 
Invites  the  helpless  and  the  poor  ? 

3  He  who  has  helped  me  hitherto. 
Will  help  me  all  the  journey  through, 
And  give  me  daily  cause  to  raise 
New  trophies  to  his  endless  praise. 

4  Though  rough  and  thorny  be  the  road, 
It  leads  thee  home,  apace,  to  God ; 
Then  count  thy  present  trials  small. 
For  heaven  will  make  amends  for  all. 

590 


AFFLICTIONS. 

996  God  only  is  my  rock.  %i.  M. 

Psaim  G2 :  2. 

MY  spirit  looks  to  God  alone ; 
My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne ; 
In  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  straits, 
My  soul  for  his  salvation  waits. 

2  Trust  him,  ye  saints,  in  all  your  ways; 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  face ; 
When  helpers  'fail,  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  all-sufficient  aid. 


A^ 


997  Heh.4:.Vo.  L.M.61ines. 

S  oft,  with  worn  and  weary  feet, 
We  tread  earth's  rugged  valley  o'er. 
The  thought — how  comforting  and  sweet! 

Christ  took  this  very  path  before! 
Our  wants  and  weaknesses  he  knows, 
From  life's  first  dawning  to  its  close. 

Do  sickness,  feebleness,  or  pain, 
Or  sorrow,  in  our  path  appear  ? 

The  recollection  will  remain. 
More  deeply  did  he  suffer  here ! 

His  life,  how  truly  sad  and  brief. 

Filled  up  with  suffering  and  with  grief! 

If  Satan  tempt  our  hearts  to  stray, 
And  whisper  evil  things  within, 

So  did  he,  in  the  desert  way,  <  > 

Assail  our  Lord  with  thoughts  of  sin; 

When  worn,  and  in  a  feeble  hour, 

The  tempter  came  with  all  his  power. 

Just  such  as  I,  this  earth  he  trod, 

With  every  human  ill  but  sin ; 
And,  though  indeed  the  Son  of  God, 

As  I  am  now,  so  he  has  been. 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  look  on  me 
With  pity,  love  and  sympathy. 
'       591 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

998  The  refiner's  fire.  L.  M 

Mai.  3  :  3. 

SAVIOUR!  though  my  rebellious  will 
Has  been,  by  thy  blest  power,  renewed; 
Yet  in  its  secret  workings  still 
How  much  remains  to  be  subdued! 

2  Oft  I  recall,  with  grief  and  shame, 

How  many  years  their  course  had  run 
Ere  grace  my  murmuring  heart  o'ercame. 
Ere  I  could  say,  "  Thy  will  be  done !" 

3  At  lenth  thy  patient,  wondrous  love. 

Unchanging,  tender,  pitying,  strong. 
Availed  that  stony  heart  to  move. 
Which  had  rebelled,  alas !  so  long. 

4  Then  was  I  taught  by  thee  to  say, 

"Do  with  me  what  to  thee  seems  best, 
Give — take,  whate'er  thou  wilt  away. 
Health,  comfort,  usefulness,  or  rest. 

5  "  Be  my  whole  life  in  suffering  spent, 

But  let  me  be  in  suffering  thine ; 
Still,  0  my  Lord,  I  am  content. 

Thou  now  hast  made  thy  pleasure  mine." 

999  Touched  with  the  feeling  of,  etc.    L.  M.  6  lines. 

Heb.  4 :  15. 

WHEN  gathering  clouds  around  I  view, 
And  days  are  dark  and  friends  are  few ; 
On  him  I  lean,  who,  not  in  vain. 
Experienced  every  human  pain. 
He  sees  my  wants,  allays  my  fears,  ' 

And  counts  and  treasures  up  my  tears. 
2  If  aught  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray 
From  heavenly  wisdom's  narrow  way. 
To  fly  the  good  I  would  pursue. 
Or  do  the  ill  I  would  not  do ; 
^till  he  who  felt  temptation's  power. 
Will  guard  me  in  that  dangerous  hour. 
592 


I 


AFFLICTIONS. 

3  When,  sorrowing,  o'er  some  stone  I  bend, 
Which  covers  all  that  was  a  friend ; 
And  from  his  hand,  his  voice,  his  smile, 
Divides  me  for  a  little  while — 

My  Saviour  marks  the  tears  I  shed, 
For  "  Jesus  wept "  o'er  Lazarus  dead. 

4  And,  0 !  when  I  have  safely  passed 
Through  every  conflict  but  the  last, 
Still,  Lord,  unchanging,  watch  beside 
My  dying  bed,  for  thou  hast  died ; 
Then  point  to  realms  of  cloudless  day, 
And  wipe  the  latest  tear  away. 

1000  I  was  brought  low,  and  he  helped  me.        L.  M, 

Psalm  116:  6. 

WILL  extol  thee.  Lord  on  high : 
At  thy  command  diseases  fly; 
Who,  but  a  God  can  speak  and  save 
From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave  ? 
2  Thine  anger  but  a  moment  stays. 
Thy  love  is  life  and  length  of  days : 
Though  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ. 
The  morning  star  restores  our  joy. 

1001  0  Lord,  save  me,  and  I  shall  he  saved.       C.  M. 

Jer.  17  :  14. 

GREAT   Source   of  boundless  power  and 
Attend  my  mournful  cry;  [grace  1 

In  hours  of  dark  and  deep  distress. 
To  thee  alone  I  fly. 

2  Thou  art  my  Strength,  my  Life,  my  Stay; 

Assist  my  feeble  trust ; 
0,  drive  my  gloomy  fears  away. 
And  raise  me  from  the  dust. 

3  Fain  would  I  call  thy  grace  to  mind, 

And  trust  thy  glorious  name : 
Jehovah,  powerful,  wise,  and  kind, 
For  ever  is  the  same. 
50  593 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

4  Thy  presence,  Lord,  can  cheer  my  heart, 

When  earthly  comforts  die ; 
Thy  voice  can  bid  my  pains  depart, 
And  raise  my  pleasures  high. 

5  Here  let  me  rest — on  thee  depend. 

My  God,  my  Hope,  my  All ; 
Be  thou  my  everlasting  Friend, 
And  I  shall  never  fall. 

1002  Thou  rulest  the  raging  of  the  sea.  C.  M. 

Psalm  89 :  9. 

TO  thee,  my  God,  whose  presence  fills 
The  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies, 
To  thee,  whose  name,  whose  heart  is  Love, 
With  all  my  powers  I  rise. 

2  Troubles  in  long  succession  roll; 

Wave  rushes  upon  wave; 
Pity,  0  pity  my  distress! 

Thy  child,  thy  suppliant,  save ! 

3  0  bid  the  roaring  tempest  cease ; 

Or  give  me  strength  to  bear 

Whate'er  thy  holy  will  appoints. 

And  save  me  from  despair! 

4  To  thee,  my  God,  alone  I  look, 

On  thee  alone  confide ; 
Thou  never  hast  deceived  the  soul 
That  on  thy  grace  relied. 

5  Though  oft  thy  ways  are  wrapt  in  clouds 

Mysterious  and  unknown. 
Truth,  righteousness,  and  mercy  stand. 
The  pillars  of  thy  throne. 

1003  Acts  U:  22.  CM. 

CHRIST  leads  me  through  no  darker  rooms 
Than  he  went  through  before : 
He  that  into  God's  kingdom  comes 
Must  enter  by  this  door. 
594 


AFFLICTIONS. 

2  Come,  Lord,  when  grace  hath  made  me  meet 

Thy  blessed  face  to  see ; 
For  if  thy  work  on  earth  be  sweet, 
What  must  thy  glory  be  ? 

3  Then  I  shall  end  my  sad  complaints, 

And  weary,  sinful  -days, 
And  join  with  those  triumphant  saints 
That  sing  Jehovah's  praise. 

1004      When  the  waves  arise  thou  stillest  them.     CM. 

Psalm  89:  9. 

AFFLICTION  is  a  stormy  deep, 
Where  wave  resounds  to  wave ; 
Though  o'er  our  heads  the  billows  roll, 
We  know  the  Lord  can  save. 

2  When  darkness,  and  when  sorrows  rose. 

And  pressed  on  every  side. 
The  Lord  hath  still  sustained  our  steps. 
And  still  hath  been  our  guide. 

3  Perhaps,  before  the  morning  dawn, 

He  will  restore  our  peace ; 
For  he  who  bade  the  tempest  roar 
Can  bid  the  tempest  cease. 

4  Here  will  we  rest,  here  build  our  hopes, 

Nor  murmur  at  his  rod ; 
He 's  more  to  us  than  all  the  world — 
Our  Health,  our  Life,  our  God. 

1 QQ5  Songs  in  the  night.  C.  M. 

Job.  35 :  10. 

OTHOU  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear, 
How  dark  this  world  would  be, 
If,  when  deceived  and  wounded  here, 
We  could  not  fly  to  thee. 
2  But  thou  wilt  heal  the  broken  heart, 
Which,  like  the  plants  that  throw 
Their  fragrance  from  the  wounded  part, 
Breathes  sweetness  out  of  woe. 
'   595 


THE  NEW  LTFE: 

3  When  joy  no  longer  soothes  or  cheers, 

And  e'en  the  hope  that  threw 
A  moment's  sparkle  o  'er  our  tears 
Is  dimmed  and  vanished  too ; 

4  0,  who  would  bear  life's  stormy  doom, 

Did  not  thy  wing  of  love 
Come  brightly  wafting  through  the  gloom. 
Our  peace-branch  from  above  ? 

5  Then  sorrow,  touched  by  thee,  grows  bright 

With  more  than  rapture's  ray; 
The  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light 
We  never  saw  by  day. 

1006  G<)d  is  ff^y  portion  for  ever.  C.  M. 

Psalm  73:  26. 

MY  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy, 
Great  God !  are  in  thy  hand ; 
My  choicest  comforts  come  from  thee. 
And  go  at  thy  command. 

2  If  thou  shouldst  take  them  all  away, 

Yet  would  I  not  repine; 
Before  they  were  possessed  by  me, 
They  were  entirely  thine. 

3  Nor  would  I  drop  a  murmuring  word, 

Though  all  the  world  were  gone, 
But  seek  enduring  happiness 
In  thee,  and  thee  alone. 

1007  G^od  is  the  strength  of  my  heart.    C.  M.  6  lines. 

Psalm  73 :  26. 

HAPPY  are  they  who  learn  in  thee, 
Though  patient  suffering  teach. 
The  secret  of  enduring  strength, 

And  praise  too  deep  for  speech  ; 
Peace  that  no  pleasure  from  without, 
Nor  strife  within,  can  reach. 
596 


AFFLICTIONS. 

2  Safe  in  thy  sanctifying  grace, 
Almighty  to  restore, 
Borne  onward — sin  and  death  behind, 

And  love  and  life  before — 
0  let  my  soul  abound  in  hope, 
And  praise  thee  evermore  1 

1008  The  Lord  will  strengthen  him,  etc.  C.  M. 

Psalm  41 :  3. 

WHEN  languor  and  disease  invade 
This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  my  pains. 
And  long  to  fly  away : 

2  Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 

The  whispers  of  his  love ; 
Sweet  to  look  upward  to  the  place 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above : 

3  Sweet  to  look  back,  and  see  my  name 

In  life's  fair  book  set  down ; 
Sweet  to  look  forward,  and  behold 
Eternal  joys  my  own : 

4  Sweet  to  rejoice  in  lively  hope. 

That  when  my  change  shall  come. 
Angels  shall  hover  round  my  bed. 

And  waft  my  spirit  home : 
6  Sweet  in  his  faithfulness  to  rest. 

Whose  love  can  never  end ; 
Sweet  on  his  covenant  of  grace 

For  all  things  to  depend. 

6  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  streams, 

What  must  the  fountain  be, 
Where  saints  and  angels  draw  their  bliss 
Immediately  from  thee ! 

7  0  may  the  unction  of  these  truths 

For  ever  with  me  stay, 
Till,  from  her  sin-worn  cage  dismissed, 
My  spirit  flies  away. 
597 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

1009  The  sorrows  of  death  compassed  me.         C  M. 

Psalm  116  :  3. 

MY  God,  thy  service  well  demands 
The  remnant  of  my  days  : 
Why  was  this  fleeting  breath  renewed, 
But  to  renew  thy  praise  ? 

2  Thine  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Did  this  weak  frame  sustain; 
When  life  was  hovering  o'er  the  grave, 
And  nature  sunk  with  pain. 

3  Thou,  when  the  pains  of  death  were  felt, 

Didst  chase  the  fears  of  hell. 
And  teach  my  pale  and  quivering  lips 
Thy  matchless  grace  to  tell. 

4  Calmly  I  bowed  my  fainting  head 

On  thy  dear,  faithful  breast ; 
Pleased  to  obey  my  Father  's  call 
To  his  eternal  rest. 

5  Into  thy  hands,  my  Saviour  God, 

Did  I  my  soul  resign. 
In  firm  dependence  on  that  truth 
Which  made  salvation  mine. 

6  Back  from  the  borders  of  the  grave. 

At  thy  command  I  come. 
Nor  will  I  urge  a  speedier  flight 
To  my  celestial  home. 

1010  f^^^^'^st  our  Refuge.  C.  M. 

Heb.  6  :  18. 

IN  every  trouble,  sharp  and  strong. 
My  soul  to  Jesus  flies ; 
My  anchor-hold  is  firm  in  him. 
When  swelling  billows  rise. 
2  His  comforts  bear  my  spirits  up, 
I  trust  a  faithful  God ; 
The  sure  foundation  of  my  hope 
Is  in  a  Saviour's  blood. 
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AFFLICTIONS. 

3  Loud  hallelujahs  sing,  my  soul, 
To  thy  Redeemer's  name ; 
In  joy  and  sorrow,  life  and  death, 
His  love  is  still  the  same. 

1011  Entire  submission.  CM. 
ND  can  my  hearf  aspire  so  high. 

To  say—"  My  Father  God !" 
Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  long  to  lie. 
And  learn  to  kiss  the  rod. 

2  I  would  submit  to  all  thy  will, 

For  thou  art  good  and  wise ; 
Let  every  anxious  thought  be  still, 
Nor  one  faint  murmur  rise. 

3  Thy  love  can  cheer  the  darksome  gloom, 

And  bid  me  wait  serene ; 
Till  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom, 
And  brighten  all  the  scene. 

4  My  Father !  0  permit  my  heart 

To  plead  her  humble  claim ; 
And  ask  the  bliss  those  words  impart, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

1012  Out  of  the  depths.  C.  M. 

Psalm  130 :  1. 

OTHOU !  who,  in  the  olive  shade, 
When  the  dark  hour  came  on, 
Didst,  with  a  breath  of  heavenly  aid, 
Strengthen  thy  suffering  Son ; 

2  0,  by  the  anguish  of  that  night. 

Send  us  now  blest  relief; 
Or  to  the  chastened,  let  thy  might 
Hallow  this  whelming  grief. 

3  And  thou,  that,  when  the  starry  sky, 

Saw  the  dread  strife  begun. 
Didst  teach  adoring  faith  to  cry, 
Father !  thy  will  be  done ; 
^99 


THE  NEW  LIFE : 

4  By  thy  meek  Spirit,  thou,  of  all 

That  e'er  have  mourned  the  chief, 
Blest  Saviour!  if  the  stroke  must  fall, 
Hallow  this  whelming  grief 

1013  One  thing  have  I  desired.  CM 

Psalm  a7  :  4. 

WITH  earnest  longings  of  the  mind, 
My  God,  to  thee  I  look ; 
So  pants  the  hunted  hart  to  find 
And  taste  the  cooling  brook. 

2  When  shall  I  see  thy  courts  of  grace, 

And  meet  my  God  again  ? 
So  long  an  absence  from  thy  face. 
My  heart  endures  with  pain. 

3  'Tis  with  a  mournful  pleasure  now, 

I  think  on  ancient  days ; 
Then  to  thy  house  did  numbers  go, 
And  all  our  work  was  praise. 

4  But  why,  my  soul,  sunk  down  so  far, 

Beneath  this  heavy  load  ? 
Why  do  my  thoughts  indulge  despair; 

And  sin  against  my  God  ? 
6  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whose  mighty  hand 

Can  all  thy  woes  remove ; 
For  I  shall  yet  before  him  stand. 

And  sing  restoring  love. 

1014:  Thou  hast  loosed  my  bonds.  CM. 

Psalm  116 :  16. 

NOW  to  thy  heavenly  Father's  praise, 
My  heart,  thy  tribute  bring  ; 
That  goodness  which  prolongs  my  days, 
With  grateful  pleasure  sing. 
2  Whene'er  he  sends  afflicting  pains, 
His  mercy  holds  the  rod ; 
His  powerful  word  the  heart  sustains. 
And  speaks  a  faithful  God. 
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AFFLICTIONS. 

3  A  faithful  God  is  ever  nigh 

When  humble  grief  implores ; 
His  ear  attends  each  plaintive  sigh, 
He  pities  and  restores. 

4  Lord,  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

Nor  shall  my  purpose  move ; 
Thy  hand,  that  loosed  my  bonds  of  pain. 
Has  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

1015  Whom  the  Lord  loveth  he  chasteneth.  S.  M. 

Heb.  12:   6. 

OW  tender  is  thy  hand, 
0  thou  most  gracious  Lord ! 
AflBlictions  come  at  thy  command. 
And  leave  us  at  thy  word. 

2  How  gentle  was  the  rod 

That  chastened  us  for  sin ! 
How  soon  we  found  a  smiling  God, 
Where  deep  distress  had  been! 

3  A  Father's  hand  we  felt, 

A  Father's  heart  we  knew ; 
'Mid  tears  of  penitence  we  knelt. 
And  found  his  word  was  true. 
,4  Now  we  will  bless  the  Lord, 
And  in  his  strength  confide ; 
For  ever  be  his  name  adored, 

For  there  is  none  beside.  i  1 

1016  Lead  me  to  the  Rock,  etc.  S.  M. 

Psalm  61  :  2. 

WHEN  overwhelmed  with  grief, 
My  heart  within  me  dies. 
Helpless,  and  far  from  all  relief. 
To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 
2  0  lead  me  to  the  Rock 

That 's  high  above  my  head, 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 
51  .    GOl 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

3  Within  tliy  presence,  Lord, 
For  ever  I'll  abide; 
Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defense. 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 

1017  The  how  in  the  cloud.  S.  M. 

OUT  of  the  depths  of  woe, 
To  thee,  0  Lord!  I  cry; 
Darkness  surrounds  thee,  but  I  know 
That  thou  art  ever  nigh. 

2  Like  them  I  watch  and  pray, 

Who  for  the  morning  long; 
Catch  the  first  gleam  of  welcome  day, 
Then  burst  into  a  song. 

3  Glory  to  God  above ! 

The  waters  soon  will  cease ; 
For,  lo!  the  swift  returning  dove 
Brings  home  the  sign  of  peace ! 

4  Though  storms  thy  face  obscure, 

And  dangers  threaten  loud, 
Thy  holy  covenant  is  sure ; 
Thy  bow  is  in  the  cloud  1 

1018  ^0*^  dealeth  with  you  as  with  sons.  S.  M. 

Heb.  12 :  7. 

HOW  gracious  and  how  wise 
Is  our  chastising  God; 
And,  0!  how  rich  the  blessings  are 
Which  blossom  from  his  rod ! 

2  He  lifts  it  up  on  high 

With  pity  in  his  heart, 
That  every  stroke  his  children  feel, 
May  grace  and  peace  impart. 

3  Instructed  thus,  they  bow 

And  own  his  sovereign  sway ; 
They  turn  their  erring  footsteps  back 
To  his  forsaken  way. 
G02 


AFFLICTIONS. 

4  His  covenant  love  they  seek, 

And  seek  the  happy  bands 
That  closer  still  engage  their  hearts 
To  honor  his  commands. 

5  Our  Father,  we  consent 

To  discipline  divine; 
And  bless  the  pain  that  makes  our  souls 
Still  more  completely  thine. 

6  Supported  by  thy  love, 

We  tend  to  realms  of  peace, 
Where  every  pain  shall  far  remove, 
And  every  frailty  cease. 

1019  The  inward  man  is  renewed,  etc.  S.  M. 

2  Cor.  4  :  16. 

E  love  this  outward  world, 
Its  fair  sky  overhead. 
Its  morning's  soft,  gray  mist  unfurled, 
Its  sunsets  rich  and  red. 


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2  But  there  's  a  world  within, 

That  higher  glory  hath; 
A  life  the  struggling  soul  must  win — 
The  life  of  joy  and  faith. 

3  For  this  the  Father's  love 

Doth  shade  the  world  of  sense. 

The  bounding  play  of  health  remove, 

And  dim  the  sparkling  glance ; 

4  That,  though  the  earth  grows  dull, 

And  earthly  pleasures  few. 
The  spirit  gain  its  wisdom  full 
To  suffer  and  to  do. 

6  Holy  this  world  within, 

Unknown  to  sound  or  sight — 
The  world  of  victory  over  sin, 
Of  faith,  and  love,  and  light. 
603 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

1020  Perfect  peace  in  Christ.  S.  M. 

Isaiah  26 :  3. 

rpHOU  very  present  aid 
JL   In  suffering  and  distress, 
The  soul  which  still  on  thee  is  stayed, 
Is  kept  in  perfect  peace. 

2  The  soul,  by  faith  reclined 

On  the  Redeemer's  breast, 
'Mid  raging  storms  exults  to  find 
An  everlasting  rest. 

3  Sorrow  and  fear  are  gone 

Whene'er  thy  face  appears : 
It  stills  the  sighing  orphan's  moan, 
And  dries  the  widow's  tears : 

4  It  hallows  every  cross; 

It  sweetly  comforts  me; 
Makes  me  forget  my  every  loss. 
And  find  my  all  in  thee. 

5  Jesus,  to  whom  I  fly, 

Doth  all  my  wishes  fill : 
What  though  created  streams  are  dry, 
I  have  the  fountain  still. 

6  Stripped  of  my  earthly  friends, 

I  find  them  all  in  One  ; 
And  peace  and  joy  that  never  ends. 
And  heaven  in  Christ  begun. 

1021  One  for  evermore  witii  thee.  is. 

PRINCE  of  Peace !  control  my  will ; 
Bid  this  struggling  heart  be  still ; 
Bid  my  fears  and  doubtings  cease — 
Hush  my  spirit  into  peace. 

2  Thou  hast  bought  me  with  thy  blood. 
Opened  wide  the  gate  to  God ; 
Peace  I  ask — but  peace  must  be, 
Lord,  in  being  one  with  thee. 
G04 


AFFLICTIONS. 

3  May  thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done ; 
May  thy  will  and  mine  be  one : 
Chase  these  doubtings  from  my  heart; 
Now  thy  perfect  peace  impart. 

4  Saviour,  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 
Thou  my  Life,  my  God,  my  All, 
Let  thy  happy  servant  be 

One  for  evermore  with  thee. 

1022  Correct  me,  hut  with  judgment.  7s. 

Jer.  10 :  24. 

GENTLY,  gently  lay  thy  rod 
On  my  sinful  head,  0  God! 
Stay  thy  wrath,  in  mercy  stay, 
Lest  I  sink  beneath  its  sway. 

2  Heal  me,  for  my  flesh  is  weak; 
Heal  me,  for  thy  grace  I  seek; 
This  my  only  plea  I  make — 
Heal  me  for  thy  mercy's  sake. 

3  Who,  within  the  silent  grave. 
Shall  proclaim  thy  power  to  save  ? 
Lord  !  my  sinking  soul  reprieve ; 
Speak,  and  I  shall  rise  and  live. 

4  Lo !  he  comes — he  heeds  my  plea ! 
Lo!  he  comes — the  shadows  flee; 
Glory  round  me  dawns  once  more! 
Rise,  my  spirit,  and  adore ! 

1023  Affliction  Cometh  not  forth  of  the  dust.  7s. 

Job  5 :  6. 

'nn  IS  my  happiness  below, 
JL   Not  to  live  without  the  cross, 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know, 
Sanctifying  every  loss. 

2  Trials  must  and  will  befall ; 
But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscribed  upon  them  all — 
This  is  happiness  to  me. 
605 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

3  Did  I  meet  no  trials  here, 

No  chastisement  by  the  way; 
Might  I  not,  with  reason,  fear 
I  should  prove  a  castaway  ? 

4  Trials  make  the  promise  sweet; 

Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer; 
Trials  bring  me  to  his  feet — 
Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there. 

1024         -^11  t^^y  waves  and  thy  billows,  etc.        8s  &  7s. 

Psalm  42 :  7. 

EULL  of  trembling  expectation, 
Feeling  much  and  fearing  more. 
Mighty  God  of  my  salvation ! 

I  thy  timely  aid  implore ; 
Suffering  Son  of  Man,  be  near  me, 

All  my  sufferings  to  sustain ; 
By  thy  sorer  griefs  to  cheer  me. 
By  thy  more  than  mortal  pain. 

2  Call  to  mind  that  unknown  anguish, 

In  thy  days  of  flesh  below ; 
When  thy  troubled  soul  did  languish 

Under  a  whole  world  of  woe ; 
When  thou  didst  our  curse  inherit, 

Groan  beneath  our  guilty  load. 
Burdened  with  a  wounded  spirit. 

Bruised  by  all  the  w^ath  of  God. 

3  By  thy  most  severe  temptation, 

In  that  dark,  Satanic  hour; 
By  thy  last,  mysterious  passion. 

Screen  me  from  the  adverse  power; 
By  thy  fainting  in  the  garden. 

By  thy  bloody  sweat  I  pray. 
Write  upon  my  heart  the  pardon. 

Take  my  sins  and  fears  away. 
G06 


AFFLICTIONS. 

By  the  travail  of  thy  spirit, 

By  thine  outcry  on  the  tree, 
By  thine  agonizing  merit, 
■   In  my  pangs,  remember  me  I 
By  thy  pangs  of  crucifixion, 

My  weak,  dying  soul  befriend ; 
Make  me  patient  in  affliction, 
Keep  me  faithful  to  the  end. 


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1025  Afterward.  8s  &  7s. 

Heb.  12:  11. 

"HY  should  I,  in  vain  repining, 
Mourn  the  clouds  that  cross  my  way; 
Since  my  Saviour's  presence,  shining, 
Turns  my  darkness  into  day  ? 

2  Earthly  honor,  earthly  treasure. 

All  the  warmest  passions  win. 
And  the  silken  wings  of  pleasure 
Only  waft  us  on  to  sin. 

3  But,  within  the  vale  of  sorrow. 

All  with  tempests  overblown, 
Purer  light  and  joy  we  borrow 
From  the  face  of  God  alone. 

4  Welcome,  then,  each  darker  token ! 

Mercy  sent  it  from  above ! 
So  the  heart,  subdued,  not  broken. 
Bends  in  fear,  and  melts  with  love. 

1026  J^  t^^  nig^i  ^^s  ^0^9  s^^^^  *«  ^^^^  ^^-  ^^j  "^^  ^  ^^* 

Psalm  43 :  8. 

IN  the  floods  of  tribulation, 
While  the  billows  o'er  me  roll, 
Jesus  whispers  consolation, 

And  supports  my  sinking  soul ; 

Sweet  affliction ! 
Bringing  Jesus  to  my  soul. 
607 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

2  In  the  darkest  dispensations 

Doth  my  faithful  Lord  appear, 
With  his  richest  consolations, 
To  reanimate  and  cheer. 

Sweet  affliction ! 
Thus  to  bring  my  Saviour  near. 

3  All  I  meet  shall  still  befriend  me 

In  my  path  to  heavenly  joy, 
Where,  though  trials  now  attend  me, 
Trials  never  more  annoy. 

Sweet  affliction ! 
Every  promise  gives  me  joy. 

4  Wearing  there  a  weight  of  glory. 

Still  the  path  I'll  ne'er  forget; 
But,  exulting,  cry,  It  led  me 
To  my  bless6d  Saviour's  seat. 

Sweet  affliction! 
Which  has  brought  me  to  his  feet. 

1027    Thou  icilt  make  all  his  bed  in  his  sickness.  8s 

Psalm  41  :  3. 

HOW  vast  is  the  tribute  I  owe, 
Of  gratitude,  homage  and  praise. 
To  the  giver  of  all  I  possess. 

The  life  and  the  length  of  my  days ! 

2  When  the  sorrows  I  boded  were  come, 

I  poured  out  my  sighs  and  my  tears; 
And  to  him,  who  alone  can  relieve, 

My  soul  breathed  her  vows  and  her  prayers. 

3  When  my  heart  throbbed  with  pain  and  alarm, 

When  paleness  my  cheek  overspread. 
When  sickness  pervaded  my  frame — 
Then  my  soul  on  ray  Maker  was  stayed. 

4  When  death's  awful  image  was  nigh. 

And  no  mortal  was  able  to  save, 
Thou  didst  brighten  the  valley  of  death. 
And  illumine  the  gloom  of  the  grave. 
608 


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AFFLICTIONS. 

5  In  mercy  thy  presence  dispels 

The  shades  of  adversity's  night, 
And  turns  the  sad  scene  of  despair 
To  a  morning  of  joy  and  delight. 

6  Great  source  of  my  comforts  restored, 

Thou  healer  and  balm  of  my  woes ! 
Thou  hope  and  desire  of  my  soul! 
On  thy  mercy  I  '11  ever  repose. 

7  How  boundless  the  gratitude  due 

To  thee,  0  thou  God  of  my  praise ! 
The  fountain  of  all  I  possess. 

The  life  and  the  light  of  my  days ! 

1028  When  he  hath  tried  vie,  etc.  8s. 

Job.  23  :  10. 

WHY  this  disconsolate  frame ! 
Though  earthly  enjoyments  decay, 
My  Jesus  is  ever  the  same — 
My  Sun  in  the  gloomiest  day. 

* 

2  Though  molten  awhile  in  the  fire, 
'T  is  only  the  gold  to  refine ; 

And  be  this  my  simple  desire, 
Though  suffering,  not  to  repine. 

3  0  what  are  the  pleasures  to  me 
Which  earth  in  its  fullness  can  boast  ? 

Delusive,  its  vanities  flee — 
A  flash  of  enjoyment  at  most. 

4  And  if  my  Redeemer  could  part. 
For  me,  with  his  throne  in  the  skies, 

0  why  is  so  dear  to  my  heart 
What  he  in  his  wisdom  denies  ? 

5  Then  let  the  rude  tempest  assail, 
Let  blasts  of  adversity  blow, 

The  heavens,  though  distant,  I  hail, 
Beyond  this  rough  ocean  of  woe. 
'  609 


THE  NEW  LIFE: 

6  When  safe  on  that  beautiful  strand, 
I  'd  smile  on  the  billows  that  foam ; 
Kind  angels  to  hail  me  to  laud, 
And  Jesus  to  welcome  me  home. 

1029  I  was  sick,  and  ye  visited  me.  7s  &  6s. 

Matt.  25 ;  36. 

'rp  IS  not  a  lonely  night  watch 

JL   Which  by  the  couch  I  spend : 
Jesus  is  close  beside  us, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  Friend. 

2  Often  I  strive  all  vainly, 

To  ease  the  aching  head, 
Then,  silently  and  gently. 
Himself  he  makes  thy  bed. 

3  Do  we  not  hear  him  saying,  j  ■ 

"  Your  guilt  on  me  was  laid,"        ^ 
"Ye  are  my  blood-bought  jewels ;" 
"  Fear  not,  be  not  dismayed." 

« 

4  "  I  sit  beside  the  furnace," 

"The  gold  will  soon  be  pure," 
"And  blessed  are  those  servants 
Who  to  the  end  endure." 

5  Amen !  0  blessed  Saviour, 

Dwell  with  us,  in  us,  here, 
.  And  let  us  w^elcome  trials. 
Till  we  thine  image  bear. 

1030  I  sought  him  whom  my  soul  loveth.     lis  &  8s. 

Canticles  3:1. 

OTHOU  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes  delight, 
On  whom  in  affliction  I  call  ; 
My  comfort  by  day  and  my  sonij  in  the  night, 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all ! 

2  Where  dost  thou  at  noontide  resort  with  thy  sheep 
To  teed  on  the  pastures  of  love  ? 
For  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I  weep, 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove? 

610 


AFFLICTIONS. 

3  O  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee, 

And  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  ? 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they  see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 

4  You  daughters  of  Zion,  declare  have  you  seen 

The  star  that  on  Israel  shone  ? 
Say  if  your  tents  ray  beloved  has  been, 
And  where  with  his  flock  he  is  gone? 

5  This  is  ray  belov6d  ;  his  form  is  divine, 

His  vestments  shed  odors  around, 
The  locks  on  his  head  are  as  grapes  on  the  vine 
When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crowned. 

6  The  roses  of  Sharon,  the  lilies  that  grow 

In  the  vales,  on  the  banks  of  the  streams, 
On  his  cheeks  in  the  beauty  of  excellence  glow, 
And  his  eyes  are  as  quivers  of  beams. 

7  His  voice,  as  the  sound  of  the  dulcimer  sweet. 

Is  heard  through  the  shadows  of  death; 
The  cedars  of  Lebanon  bow  at  his  feet, 
The  air  is  perfumed  with  his  breath. 

8  His  lips  as  a  fountain  of  righteousness  flow 

That  water  the  garden  of  grace  ; 
From  which  their  salvation  the  Gentiles  shall  know. 
And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face. 

9  Love  sits  on  his  eyelids,  and  scatters  delight 

Through  all  the  bright  mansions  on  high  ; 
Their  faces  the  cherubim  vail  in  his  sight, 
And  tremble  with  fullness  of  joy. 

10  He  looks,  and  ten  thousands  of  angels  rejoice, 
And  myriads  wait  for  his  word  ; 
He  speaks,  and  eternity,  filled  with  his  voice, 
Ee-echoes  the  praise  of  her  Lord. 

1031  Sorrowful,  yet  always  r^oicing.        lls&lOs. 

2  Cor.  6  :  10. 
'E  will  not  weep,  for  God  is  standing  by  u.s 
And  tears  will  blind  us  to  the  blessdd  sight; 
We  will  not  doubt,  if  darkne.«s  still  doth  try  us : 
Our  souls  have  promise  of  serencst  light. 

We  will  not  faint,  if  heavy  burdens  bend  us ; 

They  press  no  harder  than  our  souls  can  bear ; 
The  thorniest  way  is  lying  still  behind  us  ; 

We  shall  be  braver  for  the  past  despair. 
611 


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THE  NEW  LIFE. 

3  0  not  in  doubt  shall  be  our  journey's  ending: 

Sin  with  its  fears,  shall  leave  us  at  the  last; 
AH  its  best  hopes  in  glad  fulfillment  blending, 
Life  shall  be  with  us  more  when  death  is  past. 

4  Help  us,  0  Father !  when  the  world  is  pressing 

On  our  frail  hearts,  that  faint  without  their  Friend  ; 
Help  us,  O  Father!  let  thy  constant  blessing 
Strengthen  our  weakness,  till  the  joyful  end. 


1032  All  my  springs  are  in  thee.  P.  M. 

Psalm  87  :  7. 

AS  down  in  the  sunless  retreats  of  the  ocean, 
Sweet  flowers  are  springing  no  mortal  can  see, 
So  deep  in  my  heart,  the  still  prayer  of  devotion 
Unheard  by  the  world,  rises  silent  to  thee — 
■  My  God  !  silent  to  thee — 
Pure,  warm,  silent  to  thee. 

2  As  still  to  the  star  of  its  worship,  though  clouded, 
The  needle  points  faithfully  o'er  the  dim  sea, 
So,  dark  as  I  roam  thro'  this  wintery  world  shrouded, 
The  hope  of  my  spirit  turns  trembling  to  thee — 
My  (rod  I  trembling  to  thee — 
True,  fond,  trembling  to  thee. 


1033  Canticles  4: :  IQ.        4s&6s,  orC.M. 

THE  spring-tide  hour 
Brings  leaf  and  flower, 
With  songs  of  life  and  love ; 
And  many  a  lay 
Wears  out  the  day 
In  many  a  leafy  grove. 
Bird,  flower,  and  tree, 
Seem  to  agree 
Their  choicest  gifts  to  bring; 
But  this  poor  heart 
Bears  not  its  part. 
In  it  there  is  no  spring. 
612 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE— LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

2  Dews  fall  apace, 
The  dews  of  grace, 

Upon  this  soul  of  sin; 

And  love  divine 

Delights  to  shine 
Upon  the  waste  within: 

Yet  year  by  year, 

Fruits,  flowers,  appear. 
And  birds  their  praises  sing ; 

But  this  poor  heart 

Bears  not  its  part, 
Its  winter  has  no  spring. 

3  Lord,  let  thy  love. 
Fresh  from  above. 

Soft  as  the  south-wind  blow ! 

Call  forth  its  bloom, 

Wake  its  perfume. 
And  bid  its  spices  flow ! 

And  when  thy  voice 

Makes  earth  rejoice. 
And  the  hills  laugh  and  sing, 

Lord !  make  this  heart 

To  bear  its  part. 
And  join  the  praise  of  spring! 

PRESENT  AND  FUTURE :  LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

1034:  Soon  will  the  storm  of  life  be  o'er.  L.  M. 

GENTLY,  my  Saviour,  let  me  down. 
To  slumber  in  the  arms  of  death ; 
I  rest  my  soul  on  thee  alone, 

E'en  till  my  last,  expiring  breath. 

2  Soon  will  the  storm  of  life  be  o'er. 
And  I  shall  enter  endless  rest ; 
There  I  shall  live  to  sin  no  more, 
And  bless  thy  name,  for  ever  blest. 
'      613  ' 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

3  Bid  me  possess  sweet  peace  within ; 

Let  childlike  patience  keep  my  heart, 
Then  shall  I  feel  ray  heaven  begin, 
Before  my  spirit  hence  depart. 

4  0,  speed  thy  chariot,  God  of  love, 

And  take  me  from  this  world  of  woe  j 
I  long  to  reach  those  joys  above, 
And  bid  farewell  to  all  below. 

5  There  shall  my  raptured  spirit  raise 

Still  louder  notes  than  angels  sing, 
High  glories  to  Immanuel's  grace, 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  and  my  King! 

1035        The  glory  of  man  is  as  the  flower,  etc.         L.  M. 

1  Pet.  1  :  24. 

THE  morning  flowers  display  their  sweets, 
And  gay  their  silken  leaves  unfold. 
As  careless  of  the  noon-day  heats 
And  fearless  of  the  evening  cold. 

2  Nipt  by  the  wind's  untimely  blast, 

Parched  by  the  sun's  director  ray. 
The  momentary  glories  waste, 

The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 

3  So  blooms  the  human  face  divine, 

When  youth  its  pride  and  beauty  shows ; 

. . .  Fairer  than  spring  the  colors  shine. 

And  sweeter  than  the  virgin  rose. 

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4  Or  worn  by  slowly  rolling  years. 

Or  broke  by  sickness  in  a  day, 
The  fading  glory  disappears. 

The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 

5  Yet  these,  new-rising  from  the  tomb. 

With  luster  brighter  far  shall  shine ; 
Revive  with  ever-during  bloom. 
Safe  from  diseases  and  decline. 
614 


LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

6  Let  sickness  blast,  and  death  devour, 
If  heaven  must  recompense  our  pains; 
Perish  the  grass,  and  fade  the  flower. 
If  firm  the  word  of  God  remains. 

103(:)  Death  of  parents.  L.  M. 

THE  God  of  mercy  w  ill  indulge 
The  flowing  tear,  the  heaving  sigh, 
When  honored  parents  fall  around,       *^ 
When  friends  beloved  and  kindred  die. 

2  Yet  not  one  anxious  murmuring  thought 

Should  with  our  mourning  passion  blend; 
Nor  should  our  bleeding  hearts  forget 
Their  mighty,  ever-living  Friend. 

3  Parent,  Protector,  Guardian,  Guide, 

Thou  art  each  tender  name  in  one ; 
On  thee  we  cast  our  every  care. 
And  comfort  seek  from  thee  alone. 

4  To  thee,  our  Father,  would  we  look, 

Our  Rock,  our  Portion,  and  our  Friend, 
And  on  thy  covenant  love  and  truth. 
With  humble,  steadfast  hope  depend. 

1037  They  are  not  lost,  but  gone  be/ore.  L.  M. 

|EAR  is  the  spot  where  Christians  sleep. 
And  sweet  the  strains  their  spirits  pour; 
0,  why  should  we  in  anguish  weep  ? 
They  are  not  lost,  but  gone  before. 

Secure  from  every  mortal  care. 
By  sin  and  sorrow  vexed  no  more, 

Eternal  happiness  they  share 

Who  are  ndt  lost,  but  gone  before. 

To  Zion's  peaceful  courts  above       ^^ , ,  i  i 
In  faith  triumphant  may  we  soar*/.-    !  ! 

Embracing,  in  the  arms  of  love, 

The  friends' not  lost,  but  gone  before. 
615 


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PEESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

4  To  Jordan's  bank  whene'er  we  come, 
And  hear  the  swelling  waters  roar; 
Jesus  !  convey  us  safely  home, 

To  friends  not  lost,  but  gone  before. 

1038  Them  which  sleep  in  Jesus.  L.  M 

1  Thess.  4  :  14. 

ASLEEP  in  Jesus !  Blessed  sleep 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep ; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus !  0  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet! 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing, 

That  death  has  lost  its  venomed  sting. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus !  peaceful  rest. 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest : 
No  fear,  no  woe,  shall  dim  the  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus !  0  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be: 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie. 

And  wait  the  summons  from  on  high. 

5  Asleep  in  Jesus !  time  nor  space 
Affects  this  precious  hiding-place  : 
On  Indian  plains,  or  Lapland  snows, 
Believers  find  the  same  repose. 

6  Asleep  in  Jesus !  far  from  thee 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be : 
But  thine  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 
frQin  which  none  ever  wake  to  weep. 

1039        Let  me  die  the  death  of  the  right  eons.         L.  M. 

Num.  23  :  10. 

HOW  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies ! 
When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest! 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes ! 
How  gently  heaves  the  expiring  breast ! 
616 


LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away ; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day ; 

So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 
A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys ; 
And  nought  disturbs  that  peace  profound 

Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 
Life's  labor  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 

Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies, 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 

"  How  blest  the  rio:hteous  when  he  dies !" 


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1040  I>eath  of  an  infant.  L.  M. 

S  the  sweet  flower  that  scents  the  morn, 
But  withers  in  the  rising  day — 
Thus  lovely  seemed  the  infant's  dawn ; 

Thus  swiftly  fled  his  life  away ! 
Ere  sin  could  blight  or  sorrow  fade. 

Death  timely  came  with  friendly  care; 
The  opening  bud  to  heaven  conveyed, 

And  bade  it  bloom  for  ever  there. 
He  died  to  sin,  and  all  its  woes. 

But  for  a  moment  felt  the  rod — 
On  love's  triumphant  wing  he  rose, 
To  rest  for  ever  with  his  God! 


104-1  Death  of  an  infant.  L.  M. 

SO  fades  the  lovely,  blooming  flower. 
Frail,  smiling  solace  of  an  hour; 
So  soon  our  transient  comforts  fly. 
And  pleasure  only  blooms  to  die. 
2  Is  there  no  kind,  no  healing  art, 
To  soothe  the  anguish  of  the  heart  ? 
Spirit  of  grace,  be  ever  nigh ; 
Thy  comforts  are  not  made  to  die. 
52  .      617 


PIIESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

3  Let  gentle  patience  smile  on  pain. 
Till  dying  hope  revives  again ; 
Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  sorrow's  eye, 
And  faith  points  upward  to  the  sky. 

1042  The  early  dead.  L.  M. 

HOW  blest  are  they  whose  transient  years 
Pass  like  an  evening  meteor's  flight; 
Not  dark  with  guilt,  nor  dim  with  tears: 
Whose  course  is  short,  unclouded,  bright. 

2  0,  cheerless  were  our  lengthened  way: 

But  heaven's  own  light  dispels  the  gloom, 
Streams  downward  from  eternal  day. 
And  casts  a  glory  round  the  tomb. 

3  0,  stay  thy  tears ;  the  blest  above 

Have  hailed  a  spirit's  heavenly  birth, 
And  sung  a  song  of  joy  and  love ; 

Then  why  should  anguish  reign  on  earth  ? 

1043  Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy.  L.  M. 

WHY  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die  ? 
What  timorous  worms  we  mortals  are ! 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy. 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  and  dying  strife. 

Fright  our  approaching  souls  away ; 
Still  we  shrink  back  again  to  life. 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay, 

3  0  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

My  soul  would  stretch  her  wings  in  haste. 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate. 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed! 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 
618 


LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

1044:  The  small  and  great  are  there.  L,  M. 

Job  3:  19. 

THE  glories  of  our  birth  and  state 
Are  shadows,  not  substantial  things ; 
There  is  no  armor  against  fate ; 
Death  lays  his  icy  hands  on  kings. 

2  Princes  and  magistrates  must  fall, 

And  in  the  dust  be  equal  made; 
The  high  and  mighty  with  the  small. 

Scepter  and  crown  with  scythe  and  spade. 

3  The  laurel  m  ithers  on  our  brow ; 

Then  boast  no  more  your  mighty  deeds; 
Upon  death's  purple  altar  now 

See  where  the  victor  victim  bleeds! 


1045  That  I  may  know  how  frail  I  am.  L.  M. 

Psalm  39 :  4. 

ALMIGHTY  Maker  of  my  frame, 
Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days; 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am. 
And  spend  the  remnant  to  thy  praise. 

2  My  days  are  shorter  than  a  span ; 

A  little  point  my  life  appears; 
How  frail  at  best  is  dying  man ! 

How  vain  are  all  his  hopes  and  fears ! 

3  Vain  his  ambition,  noise,  and  show, 

Vain  are  the  cares  which  rack  his  mind; 
He  heaps  up  treasures  mixed  with  woe. 
And  dies,  and  leaves  them  all  behind. 

4  0  be  a  nobler  portion  mine; 

My  God,  I  bow  before  thy  throne; 
Earth's  fleeting  treasures  I  resign, 
And  fix  my  hope  on  thee  alone. 
619 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

1046  Make  me  to  know  mine  end.  L.  M. 

Psalm  39 :  4. 

OGOD,  thy  grace  and  blessing  give 
To  us,  who  on  thy  name  attend, 
That  we  this  mortal  life  may  live 
Regardful  of  our  journey's  end. 

2  Teach  us  to  know  that  Jesus  died, 

And  rose  again,  our  souls  to  save ; 
Teach  us  to  take  him  as  our  Guide, 
Our  Help  from  childhood  to  the  grave. 

3  Then  shall  not  death  with  terror  come. 

But  welcome  as  a  bidden  guest — 
The  herald  of  a  better  home. 

The  messenger  of  peace  and  rest. 

4  And,  when  the  awful  signs  appear 

Of  judgment,  and  the  throne  above. 
Our  hearts  still  fixed,  we  shall  not  fear, 
God  is  our  trust;  and  God  is  Love. 

104:7  1  will  fear  no  evil.  L.  M. 

Psalm  23 :  4. 

THOUGH  I  walk  through  the  gloomy  vale, 
Where  death  and  all  its  terrors  are, 
My  heart  and  hope  shall  never  fail, 

For  God  my  Shepherd 's  with  me  there. 

2  Amid  the  darkness  and  the  deeps. 

Thou  art  my  comfort,  thou  my  stay ; 
Thy  staff  supports  my  feeble  steps. 
Thy  rod  directs  my  doubtful  way. 

1048  On  the  death  of  an  infant.  L.  M. 

0  MOURNER!  who  with  tender  love. 
Hast  wept  beside  some  infant  grave. 
Hast  thou  not  sought  a  Friend  above, 
Who  died  thy  little  one  to  save  ? 
620 


LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

2  Then  lift  thy  weary,  weeping  eye 

Above  the  waves  that  round  thee  dwell; 
Is  not  thy  darling  safe  on  high  ? 
Canst  thou  not  whisper — It  is  well  ? 

3  Yes,  it  is  well — though  never  more 

His  infant  form  to  earth  be  given ; 
He  rests  where  sin  and  grief  are  o'er. 
And  thou  shalt  meet  thy  child  in  heaven. 
104-9  Blossom  of  being ;  seen  and  gone.  P.  M. 

NO  bitter  tears  for  thee  be  shed. 
Blossom  of  being!  seen  and  gone!  '. 
With  flowers  alone  we  strew  thy  bed, 

0  blest  departed  one! 
Whose  all  of  life,  a  rosy  ray. 
Blushed  into  dawn,  and  passed  away. 

2  Yes !  thou  art  fled,  ere  guilt  had  power 

To  stain  thy  cherub-soul  and  form, 
Closed  is  the  soft  ephemeral  flower 

That  never  felt  a  storm ! 
The  sunbeam's  smile,  the  zephyr's  breath, 
All  that  it  knew  from  birth  to  death. 

3  Oh !  hadst  thou  still  on  earth  remained, 

Vision  of  beauty !  fair  as  brief ! 
How  soon  thy  brightness  had  been  stained 

With  passion  or  with  grief  I 
Now,  not  a  sullying  breath  can  rise, 
To  dim  thy  glory  in  the  skies. 
1050  Unvail  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb.  L.  M. 

UNVAIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb; 
Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust. 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room 
To  slumber  in  the  silent  dust. 
2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear. 
Invade  thy  bounds;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here. 
While  angels  wa+ch  the  soft  repose. 
621 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

3  So  Jesus  slept;  God's  dying  Son 

Passed  through  the  grave,  and  blessed  the  bed : 
Kest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn ; 

Attend,  0  earth,  his  sovereign  word; 
Restore  thy  trust;  a  glorious  form 
Shall  then  arise  to  meet  the  Lord. 

1051  lam  now  ready  to  he  offered.  L.  M. 

2  Tim.  4:  6. 

THE  hour  of  ray  departure 's  come ; 
I  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home; 
At  last,  0  Lord !  let  troubles  cease, 
And  let  thy  servant  die  in  peace. 

2  The  race  appointed  I  have  run, 

The  combat 's  o'er,  the  prize  is  won ; 
And  now  my  witness  is  on  high, 
And  now  my  record 's  in  the  sky. 

3  Not  in  mine  innocence  I  trust; 
I  bow  before  thee  in  the  dust; 

And  through  my  Saviour's  blood  alone 
I  look  for  mercy  at  thy  throne. 

4  I  come,  I  come  at  thy  command; 
I  give  my  spirit  to  thy  hand  ; 
Stretch  forth  thine  everlasting  arms, 
And  shield  me  in  the  last  alarms. 

1052  ^s  a  tale  that  is  told.  C.  M. 

Psalm  90  :  9. 

HOW  short  and  hasty  is  our  life: 
How  vast  our  soul's  affairs ! 
Yet  foolish  mortals  vainly  strive 
To  lavish  out  their  years. 
2  Our  days  run  thoughtlessly  along, 
Without  a  moment's  stay; 
We,  like  a  story,  or  a  song, 
Do  pass  our  lives  away. 
622 


LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

3  God  from  on  high  invites  us  home ; 

But  we  march  heedless  on, 

And,  ever  hastening  to  the  tomb, 

Stoop  downward  as  we  run. 

4  Draw  us,  0  God,  with  thy  rich  grace. 

And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high. 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 
And  see  salvation  nigh. 

1053  A  desire  to  depart.  C.  M 

Phil.  1  :  23. 

YE  golden  lamps  of  heaven,  farewell, 
With  all  your  feeble  light: 
Farewell,  thou  ever-changing  moon, 
Pale  empress  of  the  night. 

2  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day, 

In  brighter  flames  arrayed ; 
My  soul,  that  springs  beyond  thy  sphere. 
No  more  demands  thine  aid. 

3  Ye  stars  are  but  the  shining  dust 

Of  my  divine  abode, 
The  pavement  of  those  heavenly  courts 
Where  I  shall  reign  with  God. 

4  The  Father  of  eternal  light 

Shall  there  his  beams  display. 
Nor  shall  one  moment's  darkness  mix 
With  that  unvaried  day. 

5  No  more  the  drops  of  piercing  grief 

Shall  swell  into  mine  eyes ; 
Nor  the  meridian  sun  decline 
Amid  those  brighter  skies. 

6  There  all  the  millions  of  his  saints 

Shall  in  one  song  unite, 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  view 
With  infinite  delight. 
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PRESENT  AND  FUTUEE: 

1054:      ^^^^  Moses  icent  up  to  the  top  of  Pisgah.     C.  M. 

Duet.  34:  1. 

DEATH  can  not  make  our  souls  afraid, 
If  God  be  with  us  there ; 
We  may  walk  through  its  darkest  shade, 
And  never  yield  to  fear. 

2  I  could  renounce  my  all  below, 

If  my  Redeemer  bid ; 
And  run,  if  I  were  called  to  go. 
And  die  as  Moses  did. 

3  Might  I  but  climb  to  Pisgah's  top, 

And  view  the  promised  land. 
My  flesh  itself  would  long  to  drop. 
And  welcome  the  command. 

4  Clasped  in  my  heavenly  Father's  arms, 

I  would  forget  my  breath. 
And  lose  my  life  among  the  charms 
Of  so  divine  a  death. 

1055  What  is  your  life?  CM. 

LIFE  is  a  span — a  fleeting  hour ; 
How  soon  the  vapor  flies ! 
Man  is  a  tender,  transient  flower. 
That,  even  in  blooming,  dies. 

2  The  oncorloved  form,  now  cold  and  dead, 

Each  mournful  thought  employs ; 
And  nature  weeps  her  comforts  fled, 
And  witJaered  all  her  joys. 

3  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time. 

When  what  we  now  deplore 

Shall  rise  in  full,  immortal  prime, 

And  bloom  to  fade  no  more. 

4  Cease  then,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  tears, 

Religion  points  on  high  ; 
There  everlasting  spring  appears, 
And  joys  that  can  not  die. 
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LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

1056  Weep  not.  C.  M 

DEAR  as  thou  wast,  and  justly  dear 
We  would  not  weep  for  thee : 
One  thought  shall  check  the  starting  tear, 
It  is  that  thou  art  free. 


And  thus  shall  faith's  consoling  power 
The  tears  of  love  restrain ;  /  / 

0,  who  that  saw  thy  parting  hour,  ^ ' 

Could  wish  thee  here  again ! 

Gently  the  passing  spirit  fled, 

Sustained  by  grace  divine ; 
0,  may  such  grace  on  us  be  shed^^' "'  ^-^ 

And  make  our  end  like  thine!  ' ' 


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1057        Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends.  C.  Mv 

"HY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 
Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'T  is  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

Are  we  not  tending  upward,  too. 

As  fast  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  would  we  wish  the  time  more  slow 

To  keep  us  from  our  Love. 

Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
'Twas  there  the  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 

Amid  its  silent  gloom. 

The  graves  of  all  the  saints  he  blest,, , .   / 
And  softened  every  bed;  .i  .HT    fl 

Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  their  dying  Head  ? 

Thence  he  arose,  ascending  high, 
And  showed  our  feet  the  way  ; 

Up  to  the  Lord  our  souls  shall  fly. 
At  the  great  rising  day. 
53  625 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 
And  bid  our  kindred  rise :  /  j 

Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground;        v  i 
Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies.  ' ; 

1058  I  will  cause  the  sun  to  go  down  at  noon.      CM. 

Amos  8  :  9. 

WHEN  blooming  youth  is  snatched  away 
By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  pity  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 

0  may  this  truth,  impressed 
With  awful  power,  "  I  too  must  die," 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 

3  Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more; 

Behold  the  opening  tomb : 
It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour: 
To-morrow  death  may  come. 

4  0  let  us  fly — to  Jesus  fly, 

Whose  powerful  arm  can  save; 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high. 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

5  Great  God  thy  sovereign  grace  impart, 

With  cleansing,  healing  power ; 
This  only  can  prepare  the  heart 
For  death's  approaching  hour. 

1059  Sorrow  not.  C.  M. 

1  Thess.  4  :  13. 

"VrOT  for  the  pious  dead  we  weep ; 
li    Their  sorrows  now  are  o'er; 
The  sea  is  calm,  the  tempest  past, 
On  that  eternal  shore. 
2  Their  peace  is  sealed,  their  rest  is  sure, 
Within  that  better  home : 
Awhile  we  weep  and  linger  here. 
Then  follow  to  the  tomb, 
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LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

1060  John  U.  C.  M. 

LET  not  your  hearts  with  anxious  thoughts 
Be  troubled  or  dismayed: 
But  trust  in  God  your  Father's  care, 
And  trust  my  gracious  aid. 

2  I  to  my  Father's  house  return; 

There  numerous  mansions  stand, 
And  glory  manifold  abounds 
Through  all  the  happy  land. 

3  I  go  your  entrance  to  secure. 

And  your  abode  prepare; 
Regions  unknown  are  safe  to  you, 
When  I,  your  Friend,  am  there. 

4  Thence  shall  I  come  -when  ages  close, 

To  take  you  home  with  me; 
There  shall  we  meet  to  part  no  more. 
Where  sorrows  ne'er  shall  be. 

5  I  am  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life ; 

No  son  of  human  race. 
But  such  as  I  conduct  and  guide. 
Shall  see  my  Father's  face. 

]  061  They  desire  a  better  country.  C.  P.  M. 

Heb.  11  :  16. 

How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot! 
How  free  from  every  anxious  thought, 
From  worldly  hope  and  fear ! 
Confined  to  neither  court  nor  cell, 
His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell — 
He  only  sojourns  here. 

2  This  happiness  in  part  is  mine, 
Already  saved  from  low  design. 

From  every  creature-love ;  ^ 

Blest  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good, 
My  soul  is  lightened  of  its  load. 
And  seeks  the  things  above. 
627 


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PEESEITT  AND  FUTUKE: 

There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair; 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home;  ,  i. 

For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay,  :! 

And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

I  coiiie,  thy  servant,  Lord,  replies  ; 
I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 

And  claim  my  heavenly  rest ! 
Soon  will  the  pilgrim's  journey  end  ; 
Then,  0  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast! 

1062  I>eath  of  a  child.  C.  M. 
I  HE  was  the  mu-sic  of  our  home, 

A  day  that  knew  no  night. 
The  fragrance  of  our  garden  bower, 
A  thing  all  smiles  and  light. 

2  Above  the  couch  we  bent  and  prayed 
In  the  half-lighted  room. 
As  the  bright  hues  of  infant  life 
Sank  slowly  into  gloom. 

~ .'  3  The  form  remained ;  but  there  was  now    ,  •■ 
No  soul  our  love  to  share  ; 
Farewell,  with  weeping  hearts,  we  said. 
Child  of  our  love  and  care. 

4  But  years  are  moving  quickly  past. 
And  time  will  soon  be  o'er ; 
Death  shall  be  swallowed  up  of  life 
On  the  immortal  shore. 

1063  Victory  over  death.  C  M. 

1  Cor.  15  :  55. 

OFOR  an  overcoming  faith 
To  cheer  my  dying  hours, 
To  triumph  o'er  the  monster  death. 
And  all  his  frightful  powers. 
628 


LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

2  Joyful,  with  all  the  strength  I  have, 

My  quivering  lips  shall  sing, 
Where  is  thy  boasted  victory,  grave  ? 
And  where  the  monster's  sting  ? 

3  If  sin  be  pardoned,  I  'm  secure — 

Death  has  no  sting  beside ; 
The  law  gives  sin  its  damning  power, 
But  Christ  my  ransom  died. 

4  Now  to  the  God  of  victory 

Immortal  thanks  be  paid, 
Who  makes  us  conquerors  while  we  die, 
Through  Christ  our  living  Head. 


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1064  Remeinher  them,  etc.  CM. 

Heb.  13 :  7. 

HAT  though  the  arm  of  conquering  death 
Does  God's  own  house  invade ; 
What  though  our  teacher  and  our  friend 

Is  numbered  with  the  dead ; — 
Though  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 

The  ag6d  and  the  young; 
The  watchful  eye  in  darkness  closed. 

And  dumb  the  instructive  tongue  ? 
The  eternal  Shepherd  still  survives. 

His  teachings  to  impart: 
Lord,  be  our  Leader  and  our  Guide, 

And  rule  and  keep  our  heart. 
Yes,  while  the  dear  Redeemer  lives, 

We  have  a  boundless  store. 
And  shall  be  fed  with  what  he  gives, 

Who  lives  for  evermore. 

1065  Sighing  for  rest.  S.  M* 
WHERE  shall  rest  be  found- 
Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 

'T  were  vain  the  ocean-depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 
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PEESENT  AND  FUTURE : 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh : 
'T  is  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years  ; 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath : 
0  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death ! 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace, 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 
Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 
And  evermore  undone. 


1 066         Whoso  believeth  in  me  shall  never  die.      S.  M. 

John  11  :  26. 

T  is  not  death  to  die — 
To  leave  this  weary  road, 
And,  'mid  the  brotherhood  on  high, 
To  be  at  home  with  God. 


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It  is  not  death  to  close 

The  eye  long  dimmed  by  tears, 
And  wake,  in  glorious  repose. 

To  spend  eternal  years. 
It  is  not  death  to  bear 

The  wrench  that  sets  us  free 
From  dungeon  chain — to  breathe  the  air 

Of  boundless  liberty. 
It  is  not  death  to  fling  ,  , 

Aside  this  sinful  dust, 
And  rise,  on  strong,  exulting  wing, 

To  live  among  the  just. 
630 


LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

5  Jesus,  thou  Prince  of  life ! 
Tliy  chosen  can  not  die ; 
Like  thee,  they  conquer  in  the  strife, 
To  reign  with  thee  on  high. 

1067  Your  fathers^  where  are  theyf  S.  M. 

Zech.  1 :  5. 

OUR  fathers !  where  are  they, 
With  all  they  called  their  own  ? 
Their  joys  and  griefs,  their  hopes  and  cares, 
Their  wealth  and  honor,  gone ! 

2  But  joy  or  grief  succeeds. 

Beyond  our  mortal  thought. 
While  still  the  remnant  of  their  dust 
Lies  in  the  grave  forgot. 

3  God  of  our  fathers,  hear, 

Thou  everlasting  Friend, 
While  we,  as  on  life's  utmost  verge, 
Our  souls  to  thee  commend. 

1068  ^^<^^  from  my  heavenly  home.  S.  M. 
^AR  from  my  heavenly  home. 

Far  from  my  Father's  breast, 
Fainting,  I  cry,  Blest  Saviour !  come, 
And  speed  me  to  my  rest. 

2  My  spirit  homeward  turns, 
And  fain  would  thither  flee; 

My  heart,  0  Zion!  droops  and  yearns,  {^'t\\ 
When  I  remember  thee. 

3  To  thee,  to  thee,  I  press, 
A  dark  and  toilsome  road ; 

When  shall  I  pass  the  wilderness 
And  reach  the  saints'  abode. 

4  God  of  my  life !  be  near ; 
On  thee  my  hopes  I  cast ; 

0  guide  me  through  the  desert  here, 
And  bring  me  home  at  last! 
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PllESENT  Ai^D  FUTURE: 

1069  Go  to  thy  rest,  fair  child.  S.  M. 
0  to  thy  rest,  fair  child! 

Go  to  thy  dreamless  bed, 
While  yet  so  gentle,  undefiled, 
T/         With  blessings  on  thy  head. 

2  Fresh  toses  in  thy  hand, 

Buds  on  thy  pillow  laid,  , ; .  , .    ^  | 

Haste  from  this  dark  and  fearful  lana,  • 
<^^  Where  flowers  so  quickly  fade. 

3  Before  thy  heart  had  learned 

In  waywardness  to  stray; 
Before  thy  feet  had  ever  turned 
The  dark  and  downward  way; 

4  Ere  sin  had  seared  the  breast, 

Or  sorrow  woke  the  tear ; 
Rise  to  thy  throne  of  changeless  rest, 
In  yon  celestial  sphere ! 

^  Because  thy  smile  was  fair, 
'i'         Thy  lip  and  eye  so  bright, 
Because  thy  loving  cradle  care 
Was  such  a  dear  delight; 

6  Shall  love,  with  weak  embrace, 
Thy  upward  wing  detain  ? 
No !  gentle  angel,  seek  thy  place 
Amid  the  cherub  train. 

1070  -^^  midnight  there  was  a  cry  made.  S.  M. 

Matt.  25 :  6. 

SERVANT  of  God,  well  done! 
Rest  from  thy  loved  employ  ; 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won, 
Enter  thy  Master's  joy. 

2  The  voice  at  midnight  came ; 
He  started  up  to  hear ; 
A  niortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame, 
He  fell,  but  felt  no  fear.- 
632 


LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

3  Tranquil  amid  alarms, 

It  found  him  on  the  field, 
A  veteran  slumbering  on  his  arms, 
Beneath  his  red-cross  shield. 

4  At  midnight  came  ihe  cry, 

"  To  meet  thy  God,  prepare !" 
He  woke — and  caught  his  Captain's  eye ; 
Then,  strong  in  faith  and  prayer, 

5  His  spirit,  with  a  bound. 

Left  its  encumbering  clay ; 
His  tent,  at  sunrise,  on  the  ground, 
A  darkened  ruin  lay. 

6  The  pains  of  death  are  past, 

Labor  and  sorrow  cease; 
And  life's  long  warfare,  closed  at  last, 
His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 

1071       The  valley  of  the  shadow  of  death.     7s,  double. 

Psalm  23  :  4. 

THOUGH  I  walk  the  downward  shade. 
Deepening  through  the  vail  of  death, 
Yet  I  will  not  be  afi-aid. 

But,  with  my  departing  breath, 
I  will  glory  in  my  God, 

In  my  Saviour  I  will  trust. 
Strengthened  by  his  staff  and  rod. 
While  this  body  falls  to  dust. 

2  Soon  on  wings,  on  wings  of  love, 
My  transported  soul  shall  rise. 
Like  the  home-returning  dove, 

Vanishing  through  boundless  skies  : 
Then,  where  death  shall  be  no  more, 

Sin  nor  suffering  e'er  molest, 
All  my  days  of  mourning  o'er, 
In  his  presence  I  shall  rest. 
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PRESENT  AND  FUTURE; 

1072  The  spirit  shall  return  to,  etc.         7s,  double. 

Eccl.  la  :  7. 

DEATHLESS  spirit,  now  arise ! 
Soar,  thou  native  of  the  skies ! 
Pearl  of  price,  by  Jesus  bought, 
To  his  glorious  likeness  wrought, 
Go,  to  shine  before  his  throne, 
Deck  his  mediatorial  crown; 
Go,  his  triumph  to  adorn ; 
Made  for  God,  to  God  return. 

2  Lo!  he  beckons  from  on  high! 
Fearless  to  his  presence  fly ; 
Thine  the  merit  of  his  blood. 
Thine  the  righteousness  of  God ! 
Angels,  joyful  to  attend, 
Hovering  round  thy  pillow  bend, 
Wait,  to  catch  the  signal  given, 
And  escort  thee  quick  to  heaven. 

3  Is  thy  earthly  house  distressed, 
Willing  to  retain  its  guest  ? 

'T  is  not  thou,  but  it,  must  die — 
Fly,  celestial  tenant,  fly! 
Burst  thy  shackles,  drop  thy  clay, 
Sweetly  breathe  thyself  away. 
Singing,  to  thy  crown  remove. 
Swift  of  wing,  and  fired  with  love. 

1073  -^  soldier  of  renown.  C.  M.  D. 

FALLEN— on  Zion's  battle-field, 
A  soldier  of  renown. 
Armed  in  the  panoply  of  God, 

In  conflicl  cloven  down ! 
His  helmet  on  his  armor  bright, 

His  cheek  unblanched  with  fear — 
While  round  his  head  there  gleamed  a  light, 
His  dying  hour  to  cheer. 
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LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

2  Fallen — while  cheering  with  his  voice 

The  sacramental  host, 
With  banners  floating  on  the  air — 

Death  found  him  at  his  post ; 
In  life's  high  prime  the  warfare  closed, 

But  not  ingloriously ; 
He  fell  beyond  the  outer  wall. 

And  shouted,  victory! 

[3  Fallen — a  holy  man  of  God, 

An  Israelite  indeed, 
A  standard  bearer  of  the  cross. 

Mighty  in  word  and  deed — 
A  master  spirit  of  the  age, 

A  bright  and  burning  light, 
Whose  beams  across  the  firmament 

Scattered  the  clouds  of  night.] 

4  Fallen — as  sets  the  sun  at  eve, 

To  rise  in  splendor  where 
His  kindred  luminaries  shine. 

Their  heaven  of  bliss  to  share ; 
Beyond  the  stormy  battle-field 

He  reigns  in  triumph  now. 
Sweeping  a  harp  of  wondrous  song. 

With  glory  on  his  brow ! 

1074:       Suffer  little  children  to  come  unto  me.     8s  &  7s. 

Matt.  19  :  14. 

THEY  are  going — only  going — 
Jesus  called  them  long  ago  ; 
All  the  wintery  time  they  're  passing, 

Softly  as  the  falling  snow. 
When  the  violets  in  the  spring-time 

Catch  the  azure  of  the  sky, 
They  are  carried  out  to  slumber 
Sweetly  where  the  violets  lie. 
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PRESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

2  They  are  going — only  going — 

When  with  summer  earth  is  dressed, 
In  their  cold  hands  holding  roses 

Folded  to  each  silent  breast ; 
When  the  autumn  hangs  red  banners 

Out  above  the  harvest  sheaves, 
They  are  going — ever  going — • 

Thick  and  fast,  like  falling  leaves. 

3  All  along  the  mighty  ages, 

All  adown  the  solemn  time, 
They  have  taken  up  their  homeward 

March  to  that  serener  clime. 
Where  the  watching,  waiting  angels 

Lead  them  from  the  shadow  dim. 
To  the  brightness  of  his  presence 

Who  has  called  them  unto  him. 

4  They  are  going — only  going — 

Out  of  pain  and  into  bliss — 
Out  of  sad  and  sinful  weakness 

Into  perfect  holiness. 
Snowy  brows — no  care  shall  shade  them ; 

Bright  eyes — tears  shall  never  dim; 
Rosy  lips — no  time  shall  fade  them : 

Jesus  called  them  unto  him. 

5  Little  hearts  for  ever  stainless — 

Little  hands  as  pure  as  they — 
Little  feet  by  angels  guided. 

Never  a  forbidden  way ! 
They  are  going — ever  going — 

Leaving  many  a  lonely  spot; 
But  'tis  Jesus  who  has  called  them — 

Suffer  and  forbid  them  not. 
1075  Homeward.  8s&7s. 

DROPPING  down  the  troubled  river 
To  the  tranquil,  tranquil  shore. 
Where  the  sweet  light  shineth  ever. 
And  the  sun  goes  down  no  more. 
636 


LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

2  Dropping  down  the  winding  river 

To  the  wide  and  welcome  sea, 
Where  no  tempest  wrecketh  ever, 
Where  the  sky  is  fair  and  free. 

3  Dropping  down  the  rapid  river, 

To  the  dear  and  deathless  laud, 
Where  the  living  live  for  ever 
At  the  Father's  own  right  hand. 

1076  Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely.        8s  &  7s 

SISTER,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely, 
Gentle  as  the  summer  breeze, 
Pleasant  as  the  air  of  evening, 
When  it  floats  among  the  trees. 

2  Peaceful  be  thy  silent  slumber — 

Peaceful  in  the  grave  so  low: 
Thou  no  more  wilt  join  our  number ; 
Thou  no  more  our  songs  shalt  know. 

3  Dearest  sister,  thou  hast  left  us ; 

Here  thy  loss  we  deeply  feel ; 
But  't  is  God  that  hath  bereft  us : 
He  can  all  our  sorrows  heal. 

4  Yet  again  we  hope  to  meet  thee, 

When  the  day  of  life  is  fled. 
Then  in  heaven  with  joy  to  greet  thee. 
Where  no  farewell  tear  is  shed. 

1077  Blessed  are  the  dead,  etc.  8s  &  7s. 

Rev.  14  :  13. 

HAPPY  soul !  thy  days  are  ended, 
All  thy  mourning  days  below ; 
Go,  by  angel  guards  attended, 

To  the  sight  of  Jesus  go ! 
Waiting  to  receive  thy  spirit, 

Lo !  the  Saviour  stands  above  ; 
Shows  the  purchase  of  his  merit. 
Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 
637 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE : 

Struggling  through  thy  latest  passion 

To  thy  dear  Redeemer's  breast, 
To  his  uttermost  salvation, 

To  his  everlasting  rest; 
For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee, 

Bear  thy  transitory  pain  ; 
Die,  to  live  a  life  of  glory ; 

Suffer,  with  thy  Lord  to  reign. 


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1078       What  is  your  lifef  It  is  even  a  vapor.        P.  M. 

James  4 :  14. 

HAT  is  life  ?  'tis  but  a  vapor, 
Soon  it  vanishes  away : 
Life  is  but  a  dying  taper — 

0,  my  soul,  why  wish  to  stay ! 
Why  not  spread  thy  wings  and  fly 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy ! 

See  that  glory,  how  resplendent ! 

Brighter  far  than  fancy  paints ; 
There,  in  majesty  transcendent, 

Jesus  reigns  the  King  of  saints, 
Why  not  spread  thy  wings  and  fly 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy! 

Joyful  crowds  his  throne  surrounding, 

Sing  with  rapture  of  his  love  ; 
Through  the  heavens  his  praise  resounding, 

Filling  all  the  courts  above. 
Why  not  spread  thy  wings  and  fly 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy ! 

Go,  and  share  his  people's  glory, 
'Midst  the  ransomed  crowd  appear ; 

Thine  a  joyful,  wondrous  story. 
One  that  angels  love  to  hear. 

Why  not  spread  thy  wings  and  fly 

Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy! 
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LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

1079  Death  of  an  aged  pilgrim.         8s,  7s  &  4s. 

TOSSED  no  more  on  life's  rough  billow, 
All  the  storms  of  sorrow  fled, 
Death  hath  found  a  quiet  pillow 
For  the  ag^d  Christian's  head, 

Peaceful  slumbers 
Guarding  now  his  lowly  bed. 

2  0,  may  we  be  reunited 

To  the  spirits  of  the  just, 
Leaving  all  that  sin  has  blighted 
With  corruption,  in  the  dust; 

Hear  us,  Jesus, 
Thou  our  Lord,  our  Life,  our  Trust. 

1080  Prayer  for  support  in  death.  7s  &  4s. 
"HEN  the  vale  of  death  appears, 

Faint  and  cold  this  mortal  clay, 
Blest  Redeemer,  soothe  my  fears. 
Light  me  through  the  gloomy  way ; 

Break  the  shadows. 
Usher  in  eternal  day. 

2  Upward  from  this  dying  state 
Bid  my  waiting  soul  aspire ; 
Open  thou  the  crystal  gate ; 
To  thy  praise  attune  my  lyre : 

Then,  triumphant, 
I  will  join  the  immortal  choir. 

1081  Time  is  winging  us  aicay.  7s  &  6s. 

TIME  is  winging  us  away 
To  our  eternal  home  ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb ; 
Youth  and  vigor  soon  will  flee ; 

Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms ; 
All  that's  mortal  soon  shall  be 
Inclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 
.      639 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE  : 

2  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb ! 
But  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 

Health  and  beauty  soon  above, 
Far  beyond  the  world's  alloy, 

Secure  in  Jesus'  love. 

1082  ^is  eye  was  not  dim,  etc.  lOs. 

Deut.  34  :  7. 

GO  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime, 
In  full  activity  of  zeal  and  power; 
A  Christian  can  not  die  before  his  time  ; 

The  Lord's  appointment  is  the  servant's  hour. 

2  Go  to  the  grave  :  at  noon  from  labor  cease ; 

Rest  on  thy  sheaves ;  the  harvest-task  is  done; 
Come  from  the  heat  of  battle,  and  in  peace, 
Soldier,  go  home  ;  with  thee  the  fight  is  won. 

3  Go  to  the  grave ;  for  thee  thy  Saviour  lay 

In  death's  embrace,  ere  he  arose  on  high  ; 
And  all  the  ransomed,  by  that  narrow  way, 
Pass  to  eternal  life  beyond  the  sky. 

4  Go  to  the  gr^ve — no  ;  take  thy  seat  above  ; 

Be  thy  pure  spirit  present  with  the  Lord, 
Where  thou  for  faith  and  hope  hast  perfect  love, 
And  open  vision  for  the  written  word. 

1083  Death  of  a  missionary.  8s  &  9s. 

WEEP  not  for  the  saint  that  ascends 
To  partake  of  the  joys  of  the  sky, 
Weep  not  for  the  seraph  that  bends 
With  the  worshiping  chorus  on  high. 

2  Weep  not  for  the  spirit  now  crowned 

With  the  garland  to  martyrdom  given, 
0  weep  not  for  him ;  he  has  found 
His  reward  and  his  refuge  in  heaven. 

3  But  weep  for  their  sorrows,  who  stand 

And  lament  o'er  the  dead  by  his  grave — 
Who  sigh  when  they  muse  on  the  land 
Of  their  home,  far  away  o'er  the  wave. 
640 


LIFE  AISD  DEATH. 

4  And  weep  for  the  nations  that  dwell 

Where  the  light  of  the  truth  never  shone, 
Where  anthems  of  praise  never  swell, 
And  the  love  of  the  Lamb  is  unknown. 

5  Weep  not  for  the  saint  that  ascends 

To  partake  of  the  joys  of  the  sky ; 
Weep  not  for  the  seraph  that  bends 
With  the  worshiping  chorus  on  high: 

6  But  weep  for  the  mourners  who  stand 

By  the  grave  of  their  brother,  in  tears, 
And  weep  for  the  people  whose  land 

Still  must  wait  till  the  day-spring  appears. 
1084  All  is  well.  8s  &  3j 

WHAT 'S  this  that  steals  upon  my  frame  ? 
Is  it  death  ?      • 
That  soon  will  quench  this  vital  flame  ? 

Is  it  death  ? 
If  this  be  death,  I  soon  shall  be 
From  every  pain  and  sorrow  free, 
I  shall  my  Lord  in  glory  see — 
All  is  well! 

2  Weep  not,  my  friends,  weep  not  for  me, 

All  is  well ! 
My  sins  are  pardoned,  I  am  free ; 

All  is  well. 
There  's  not  a  cloud  that  doth  arise. 
To  hide  my  Saviour  from  my  eyes; 
I  soon  shall  mount  the  upper  skies — 

All  is  well. 

3  Tune,  tune  your  harps,  ye  saints  in  glory, 

All  is  well ; 
I  will  rehearse  the  pleasing  story. 

All  is  well. 
Bright  angels  have  from  glory  come. 
They  're  round  my  bed,  they  're  in  my  room, 
'  They  wait  to  wait  my  spirit  home — 
All  is  well. 

64         •       G41 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

4  Hark,  hark,  my  Lord  and  Master  calls  me, 

All  is  well ; 
I  soon  shall  see  his  face  in  glory, 

All  is  well. 
Farewell,  dear  friends,  adieu,  adieu, 
I  can  no  longer  stay  with  you — 
My  glittering  crown  appears  in  view ; 

All  is  well. 

5  Hail,  hail,  all  hail,  ye  blood-washed  throng, 

Saved  by  grace ; 
I  've  come  to  join  your  rapturous  song. 

Saved  by  grace. 
All,  all  is  peace  and  joy  divine, 
All  heaven  and  glory  now  are  mine ; 
0,  hallelujah  to  the  Lamb! 

All  is  well. 


1085  Present  with  the  Lord.  P.  M. 

2  Cor.  5  :  8. 

0  THINK  that,  while  you  're  weeping  here. 
His  hand  a  golden  harp  is  stringing; 
And  with  a  voice  serene  and  clear, 
His  ransomed  soul,  without  a  tear. 
His  Saviour's  praise  is  singing! 

2  And  think  that  all  his  pains  are  fled, 

His  toils  and  sorrows  closed  for  ever; 
While  he,  whose  blood  for  man  was  shed, 
Has  placed  upon  his  servant's  head 

A  crown  that  fadeth  never ! 

3  For  thus,  while  round  your  lowly  bier 

Surviving  friends  are  sadly  bending, 
Your  souls,  like  his,  to  Jesus  dear. 
Shall  wing  their  flight  to  yonder  sphere. 

Faith  lightest  pinions  lending. 
642 


LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

4  And  thus,  when  to  the  silent  tomb, 
Your  lileless  dust  like  his  is  given, 

Like  faith  shall  whisper,  'midst  the  gloom, 

That  yet  again  in  faithful  bloom. 
That  dust  shall  smile  in  heaven! 

1086  There  remaineth  a  rest.  8s  &  4s. 

Heb.  4 :  9. 

THERE  is  a  calm  for  those  who  weep, 
A  rest  for  weary  pilgrims  found ; 
They  softly  lie,  and  sweetly  sleep, 
Low  in  the  ground. 

2  The  storm  that  racks  the  wintery  sky 

No  more  disturbs  their  deep  repose, 
Than  summer  evening's  latest  sigh, 
That  shuts  the  rose. 

3  Thou  traveler  in  this  vale  of  tears,  \ 

To  realms  of  everlasting  light, 
Through  time's  dark  wilderness  of  years. 
Pursue  thy  flight. 

4  Whate'er  thy  lot — whate'er  thou  hie — 

Confess  thy  folly — kiss  the  rod  ; 
And  in  thy  chastening  sorrows  see 
The  hand  of  God. 
6  Though  long  of  winds  and  waves  the  sport, 
Condemned  in  wretchedness  to  roam. 
Thou  soon  shalt  reach  a  sheltering  port, 
A  quiet  home. 

1087  Forsake  me  not,  etc.  6s  &  4s. 

Psalm  71  :  9. 

LOWLY  and  solemn  be 
Thy  children's  cry  to  thee, 
Father  divine ; 
A  hymn  of  suppliant  breath. 
Owning  that  life  and  death 
Alike  are  thine. 
•      643 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

2  0  Father,  in  that  hour, 
When  earthly  help  and  power 

Are  all  in  vain. 
When  spears,  and  shield,  and  crown. 
In  faintness  are  cast  down, 

Do  thou  sustain. 

3  By  him  who  bowed  to  take 
The  death-cup  for  our  sake, 

The  thorn,  the  rod — 
From  whom  the  last  dismay 
Was  not  to  pass  away — 

Aid  us,  0  God. 

4  Trembling  beside  the  grave, 
We  call  on  thee  to  save, 

Father  divine : 
Hear,  hear  our  suppliant  breath  ; 
Keep  us,  in  life  and  death, 

Thine,  only  thine. 


A^ 


1088        ^ii  t^Q  rivers  run  into  the  sea.  7s  &  6s. 

Eccl.  1 :  7. 

S  flows  the  rapid  river. 
With  channel  broad  and  free, 
Its  waters  rippling  ever. 

And  hastening  to  the  sea; 
So  life  is  onward  flowing. 

And  days  of  offered  peace, 
And  man  is  swiftly  going 

Where  calls  of  mercy  cease. 
As  moons  are  ever  waning. 

As  hastes  the  sun  away, 
As  stormy  winds,  complaining, 

Bring  on  the  wintery  day: 
So  fast  the  night  comes  o'er  us — 

The  darkness  of  the  grave; 
The  death  is  just  before  us; 

God  takes  the  life  he  gave. 
644 


LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

3  Say,  hath  thy  heart  its  treasure 

Laid  up  in  worlds  above  ? 
And  is  it  all  thy  pleasure 

Thy  God  to  praise  and  love  ? 
Beware  lest  death's  dark  river 

Its  billows  o'er  thee  roll, 
And  thou  lament  for  ever 

The  ruin  of  thy  soul. 

1089  -4s  a  dream,  when  one  awaketh.  8s  &  4s 

Paalm  73  :  20. 

ALAS !  how  poor  and  little  worth 
Are  all  those  glittering  toys  of  earth 
That  lure  us  here ! 
Dreams  of  a  sleep  that  death  must  break: 
Alas !  before  it  bids  us  wake, 
They  disappear. 

2  Where  is  the  strength  that  spurned  decay, 
The  step  that  rolled  so  light  and  gay,    , 

The  heart's  blithe  tone  ? 
The  strength  is  gone,  the  step  is  slow. 
And  joy  grows  weariness  and  woe 

When  age  comes  on. 

3  Our  birth  is  but  a  starting-place ; 
Life  is  the  running  of  the  race, 

And  death  the  goal : 
There  all  those  glittering  toys  are  brought : 
That  path  alone,  of  all  unsought,  ^ 

Is  found  of  all. 

4  0,  let  the  soul  its  slumbers  break, 
Arouse  its  senses,  and  awake 

To  see  how  soon 
Life,  like  its  glories,  glides  away, 
And  the  stern  footsteps  of  decay 

Come  stealing  on. 

.       '   645      ' 


PRESENT  AND  FUTUEE: 

1090  Friend  after  friend  departs.  S.  H.M. 

ERIEND  after  friend  departs ; 
Who  hath  not  lost  a  friend  ? 
There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts, 

That  finds  not  here    an  end  ? 
Were  this  frail  world  our  only  rest, 
Living  or  dying,  none  were  blest. 

2  Beyond  the  flight  of  time. 

Beyond  this  vale  of  death. 
There  surely  is  some  blessed  clime, 

Where  life  is  not  a  breath. 
Nor  life's  affections  transient  fire. 
Whose  sparks  fly  upward  to  expire, 

3  There  is  a  world  above. 

Where  parting  is  unknown; 
A  whole  eternity  of  love, 

Formed  for  the  good  alone ; 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here 
Translated  to  that  happier  sphere. 

4  Thus  star  by  star  declines. 

Till  all  are  passed  away. 
As  morning  high  and  higher  shines 

To  pure  and  perfect  day ; 
Nor  sink  those  stars  in  empty  night; 
They  hide  themselves  in  heaven's  own  light. 

1091  Weep  not  for  me.  8s  &  4s. 

WHEN  the  spark  of  life  is  waning. 
Weep  not  for  me  ; 
When  the  languid  eye  is  streaming, 

Weep  not  for  me; 
When  the  feeble  pulse  is  ceasing, 
Start  not  at  its  swift  decreasing, 
'Tis  the  fettered  soul's  releasing, 
Weep  not  for  me. 
646 


LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

2  When  the  pangs  of  death  ^tssail  me, 

Weep  not  for  me  ; 
Christ  is  mine,  he  can  not  fiiil  me. 

Weep  not  for  me  ; 
Yes,  though  sin  and  doubt  endeavor, 
From  his  love  my  soul  to  sever, 
Jesus  is  my  strength  for  ever; 

Weep  not  for  me. 

1092  Mortality  swallowed  up  of  life.  7s  &  6s. 

2  Cor.  5 :  4. 

"0,  no,  it  is  not  dying 
To  go  unto  our  God, 
This  gloomy  earth  forsaking. 
Our  journey  homeward  taking 

Along  the  starry  road. 


F 


No,  no,  it  is  not  dying 

Heaven's  citizen  to  be, 
A  crown  immortal  wearing. 
And  rest  unbroken  shariag, 

From  care  and  conflict  free. 

No,  no,  it  is  not  dying 

The  Shepherd's  voice  to  know ; 
His  sheep  he  ever  leadeth. 
His  peaceful  flock  he  feedeth, 

Where  living  pastures  grow. 

No,  no,  it  is  not  dying 

To  wear  a  heavenly  crown. 
Among  God's  people  dwelling. 
The  glorious  triumph  swelling. 
Of  him  whose  sway  we  own. 

0  no,  this  is  not  dying. 

Thou  Saviour  of  mankind ; 
There,  streams  of  love  are  flowing. 
No  hindrance  ever  knowing ; 
Here,  ofily  drops  we  find. 
647 


PEESENT  AND  FUTUEE: 

1093  The  burial  of  the  dead.         lOs,  ^S  &  4s. 

THOU  God  of  love !  beneath  thy  sheltering  wings 
We  leave  our  holy  dead, 
To  rest  in  hope !    From  this  world's  sufferings 
Their  souls  have  fled  ! 

2  O !  when  our  souls  are  burdened  with  the  weight 
Of  life,  and  all  its  woes, 
Let  us  remember  them,  and  calmly  wait 
For  our  life's  close  1 

1094:  Go  to  thy  rest  in  peace.  Cs  &  8s. 

GO  to  thy  rest  in  peace, 
And  soft  be  thy  repose ; 
Thy  toils  are  o'er,  thy  troubles  cease ; 
From  earthly  cares,  in  sweet  release, 
Thine  eyelids  gently  close. 

2  Go  to  thy  peaceful  rest ; 

For  thee  we  need  not  weep, 
Since  thou  art  now  among  the  blest — 
No  more  by  sin  and  sorrow  pressed, 

But  hushed  in  quiet  sleep. 

3  Go  to  thy  rest;  and  while 

Thy  absence  we  deplore, 
One  thought  our  sorrow  shall  beguile; 
For  soon,  with  a  celestial  smile. 

We  meet  to  part  no  more. 

1095  -^6  (^i^(^  <^t  '"'-s  post.  lis. 

AWAY  from  his  home  and  the  friends  of  hia  youth, 
He  hasted,  the  herald  of  mercy  and  truth. 
For  the  love  of  his  Lord,  and  to  seek  for  the  lost : 
Soon,  alas  !  was  his  fall — but  he  died  at  his  post. 

2  The  stranger's  eye  wept,  that,  in  life's  brightest  bloom, 
One  gifted  so  highly  should  sink  to  the  toinb; 

For  in  ardor  he  led  in  the  van  of  tlie  host, 
And  he  fell  like  a  soldier — he  died  at  his  post. 

3  He  wept  not  himself  that  his  warfare  was  done — 
The  battle  was  fought,  and  the  victor}-  won  ;         [most, 
But  he  whispered  of  those  M'hom  his  heart  clung  to 
*'  Tell  my  brethren,  for  me,  that  1  died  at  my  post." 


LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

4  He  asked  not  a  stone  to  be  sculptui'ed  with  verso; 
He  asked  not  that  fame  should  his  merits  rehearse  ; 
But  he  asked  as  a  boon,  when  he  gave  up  the  i^liost, 
That  his  brethren  might  know  that  he  died  at  his  post. 

5  Victorious  his  fall — for  he  rose  as  he  fell, 

With  Jesus,  his  Master,  rn  glory  to  dwell :  [bright  coast, 
He  has  passed  o'er  the  stream,  and  has  reached  the 
For  he  fell  like  a  martyr — he  died  at  his  post. 

6  And  can  we  the  words  of  his  exit  forget? 
O  !  no  ;  they  are  fresh  in  our  memory  yet : 
An  example  so  worthy  shall  never  be  lost, 

We  will  fall  in  the  work — we  will  die  at  our  post. 

1096  Farewell  to  a  friend  departed.  12s  &  lis. 
rpHOU  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  but  we  will  not  deplore 
X          thee. 

Though  sorrows  and  darkness  encompass  the  tomb  : 
The  Saviour  has  passed  through  its  portals  before  thee. 
And  the  lamp  of  his  love  is  thy  guide  thro'  the  gloom. 

2  Tiiou  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  we  no  longer  behold  thee. 
Nor  tread  the  rough  paths  of  the  woi-ld  by  tiiy  side; 

But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to  enfold  thee, 
And  sinners  may  hope,  since  the  Saviour  bus  died. 

3  Thou  art  gone  to  thegrave;  and  its  mansion  forsaking, 
Perchance  thy  weak  spirit  in  doubt  lingered  long  ; 

But  the  sunshineof  heaven  beamed  bright  on  thy  waking, 
And  the  sound  thou  didst  hear  was  the  seraphim's  song. 

4  Thouartgonetothegrave;  butwewillnotdeploretiiee; 
Since  God  was  thy  llansom,  thy  Guardian,  thy  Guide  j 

He  gave  thee,  he  took  thee,  and  he  will  restore  thee  ; 
And  death  has  no  sting,  since  the  Saviour  has  died. 

1097  Heavenly  prospect  lis,  peculiar. 

CHRISTIAN,  the  vision  before  thee  is  glorious, 
The  earth  shall  allure  thy  tried  spirit  no  more : 
Thou  wast  in  the  day  of  thy  trial  victorious. 
Secure  now  at  last,  thy  temptations  are  o'er. 

2  Hard  was  the  strife,  but  the  strong  one  in  battle,' 
Has  been  thy  defender,  and  vanquished  thy  foes  j 
And  heaven  stood  by  thee  to  help  thee  in  trouble, 
And  joyed  when  the  sound  of  thy  triumph  arose. 

3  High  was  the  anthem  those  raptures  revealing, 
Ten  thousand  celestials  the  chorus  prolong ;         , . 
But  louder  the  straijis  of  the  ransomed  are  pealing, 
And  glory  is  swelling  the  conqueror's  song. 

55  649 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE; 

1098  Vayiify  of  vanities.  1 1 S  &  1 2 S. 

Eccl.  12  :  8. 

FAR,  far  o'er  hill  and  dale,  on  the  winds  stealing, 
List  to  the  tolling  bell,  mournfully  pealing, 
Hark,  hark,  it  seems  to  stiy,  as  melt  those  sounds 
So  earthly  joys  decay,  while  new  their  feeling!  [away, 

2  Now  through  the  charmed  air,  on  the  winds  stealing, 
List  to  the  mourner's  prayer,  solemnly  bending: 

Hark,  hark,  it  seems  to  say,  turn  from  those  joys 
To  those  which  ne'er  decay,  for  life  is  ending,  [away, 

3  So  when  our  mortal  ties  death  shall  dissever, 

Lord,  may  we  reach  the  skies  where  care  comes  never, 

And  in  eternal  day,  joining  the  angels'  lay. 
To  our  Creator  pay  homage  for  ever. 


SECOND  ADVENT. 

1099    Looking  for  the  coming  of  the  day  of  God.    C.  M. 

2  Peter  3  :  12. 

HOPE  of  our  hearts,  0  Lord,  appear, 
.  Thou  glorious  star  of  day! 
Shine  forth,  and  chase  the  dreary  night, 
With  all  our  tears,  away. 

2  Strangers  on  earth,  we  w^ait  for  thee  ; 

0  leave  the  Father's  throne ; 
Come  with  a  shout  of  victory,  Lord, 
And  claim  us  as  thine  own. 

3  0  bid  the  bright  archangel  now 

The  trump  of  God  prepare, 
To  call  thy  saints — the  quick,  the  dead. 
To  meet  thee  in  the  air. 

4  No  resting-place  we  seek  on  earth, 

No  loveliness  we  see ; 
Our  eye  is  on  the  royal  crown, 
Prepared  for  us  and  thee. 
650 


SECOND  ADVENT. 

5  But,  dearest  Lord,  however  bright 

That  crown  of  joy  above. 

What  is  it  to  the  brighter  hope 

Of  dwelling  in  thy  love  ? 

6  What  to  the  joy,  the  deeper  joy, 

Unmingled,  pure  and  tree, 
Of  union  with  our  living  Head, 
Of  fellowship  with  thee  ? 

7  This  joy  e'en  now  on  earth  is  ours ; 

But  only.  Lord,  above 
Our  heart  without  a  pang  shall  know 
The  fullness  of  thy  love. 

8  There,  near  thy  heart,  upon  the  throne, 

Thy  ransomed  Bride  shall  see 
What  grace  was  in  the  bleeding  Lamb, 
Who  died  to  make  her  free. 

1100  Come,  Lord  Jesus.  S.  M.  D. 

Rev.  22 :  20. 

THE  Church  has  waited  long 
Her  absent  Lord  to  see ; 
And  still  in  loneliness  she  waits, 

A  friendless  stranger  she. 
Age  after  age  has  gone, 
Sun  after  sun  has  set. 
And  still  in  weeds  of  widowhood 
She  weeps  a  mourner  yet. 

Come,  then,  Lord  Jesus,  come ! 
2  Saint  after  saint  on  earth 

Has  lived,  and  loved,  and  died ; 
And  as  they  left  us,  one  by  one. 

We  laid  them  side  by  side  ; 
We  laid  them  down  to  sleep, 

But  not  in  hope  forlorn ; 
We  laid  them  but  to  ripen  there. 
Till  the  last  glorious  morn. 

Come,  then.  Lord  Jesus,  come ! 
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PRESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

3  The  whole  creation  groans, 

And  waits  to  hear  that  voice 
That  shall  restore  her  comeliness, 

And  make  her  wastes  rejoice. 
Come,  Lord,  and  wipe  away 

The  curse,  the  sin,  the  stain, 
And  make  this  blighted  world  of  ours 
Thine  own  fair  world  again. 
Come,  then,  Lord  Jesus,  come! 

1101  JVIien  the  King  of  kings  comes.  P.M. 

WHEN  the  King  of  kings  comes, 
When  the  Lord  of  lords  comes; 
We  shall  have  a  joyful  day, 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes : 
To  see  the  nations  broken  down. 
And  kingdoms  once  of  great  renown, 
And  saints  now  suffering  wear  the  crown, 
When  the  King  of  kings  comes. 

2  When  the  trump  of  God  calls. 
When  the  last  of  foes  falls ; 
We  shall  have  a  joyful  day. 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes : 
To  see  the  saints  raised  from  the  dead, 
And  all  together  gathered. 
And  made  like  to  their  glorious  Head, 
When  the  King  of  kings  comes. 

3  When  the  foe's  distress  comes, 
When  the  church's  rest  comes ; 
We  shall  have  a  joyful  day, 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes: 
To  see  the  New  Jerusalem, 
Its  fullness  and  its  matchless  frame. 
Surpassing  all  report  and  fame, 

When  the  Kiug  of  kings  comes. 
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SECOND  ADVENT. 

4  When  the  world's  course  is  run, 
When  the  judgment  is  begun ; 
We  shall  have  a  joyful  day, 

AVhen  the  King  of  kiugs  comes : 
To  see  the  sons  of  God  well  known, 
All  spotless  to  their  Father  shown. 
And  Jesus  all  his  brethren  own. 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes. 

5  When  our  Lord  in  clouds  comes. 
When  he  with  great  power  comes ; 
We  shall  have  a  joyful  day, 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes : 
To  see  all  things  by  him  restored,  ' 

And  God  himself  alone  adored. 
By  all  the  saints  with  one  accord. 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes. 

1102  0,  come  quickly.  8s,7s&4s. 

SAVIOUR,  haste :  our  souls  are  waiting 
For  the  long  expected  day. 
When,  new  heavens  and  earth  creating, 
Thou  shalt  banish  grief  away; 

All  the  sorrow 
Caused  by  sin  and  Satan's  sway. 

2  Haste,  0  hasten  thine  appearing. 

Take  thy  mourning  people  home  ; 
'Tis  this  hope  our  spirits  cheering, 
While  we  in  the  desert  roam, 

Makes  thy  people 
Strangers  here  till  thou  dost  come. 

3  Lord,  how  long  shall  the  creation 

Groan  and  travail  sore  in  pain, 
Waiting  for  its  sure  salvation 
When  thou  shalt  in  glory  reign, 

And  like  Eden 
This  sad  earth  shall  bloom  again  ? 
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PEESEl^T  AND  FUTURE: 

Reigu,  0  reign,  almighty  Saviour, 
Heaven  and  earth  in  one  unite ; 
Make  it  known,  that  in  thy  favor, 
There  alone  is  life  and  light; 

When  we  see  thee 
We  shall  have  supreme  delight. 


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1103  The  Lord  comet h,  etc.  8s,  Ys  &  4s. 

Jude  14. 

0!  he  Cometh — countless  trumpets 
Wake  to  life  the  slumbering  dead ; 
'Mid  ten  thousand  saints  and  angels, 
See  their  great  exalted  Head : 

Hallelujah ! — 
Welcome,  welcome,  Son  of  God ! 

Full  of  joyful  expectation, 

Saints  behold  the  Judge  appear; 

Truth  and  justice  go  before  him — 
Now  the  joyful  sentence  hear  ; 

Hallelujah ! — 
Welcome,  welcome.  Judge  divine ! 

"Come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father! 

Enter  into  life  and  joy: 
Banish  all  your  fears  and  sorrows ; 

Endless  praise  be  your  employ;" 
Hallelujah ! — 

Welcome,  welcome,  to  the  skies. 


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1104:  BeJiold  he  cometh  with  clouds.      8s,  7s  &  ds. 

Rev.  ]  :  7. 

0 !  he  comes,  w4th  clouds  descending. 
Once  for  favored  sinners  slain. 
Thousand  thousand  saints  attending. 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train ! 

Hallelujah ! 
Jesus  now  shall  ever  reign  ! 
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SECOND  ADVENT. 

2  Every  eye  sliall  now  behold  him, 

Robed  in  dreadful  majesty ; 
Those  who  set  at  naught  and  sold  him, 
Pierced  and  nailed  him  to  the  tree, 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 

3  Every  island,  sea,  and  mountain. 

Heaven  and  earth,  shall  flee  away; 
All  who  hate  him,  must,  counfounded. 
Hear  the  trump  proclaim  the  day, 

Come  to  judgment! 
Come  to  judgment!  come  away  ! 

4  Now  redemption,  long  expected. 

See  in  solemn  pomp  appear! 
All  his  saints  by  man  rejected, 
Now  shall  meet  him  in  the  air, 

Hallelujah! 
See  the  day  of  God  appear ! 
6  Lord,  thy  Bride  says  by  thy  Spirit, 
Hasten  thou  the  general  doom ! 
Promised  glory  to  inherit, 

Take  thy  weary  pilgrims  home ! 

All  creation 
Travails,  groans,  and  bids  thee  come. 
6  Yes — Amen !  Let  all  adore  thee, 
High  on  thy  exalted  throne ; 
Saviour,  take  the  power  and  glory. 
Claim  the  kingdoms  for  thy  own! 

0  !  come  quickly ! 
Hallelujah,  come.  Lord,  come! 

1105  That  blessed  hope.  P.  M. 

Titus  2  :  13. 

WE  wait  for  thee,  all-glorious  One ;      '  j 
We  look  for  thine  appearing;  • 

We  bear  thy  name,  and  on  the  throne. 
We  see  thy  presence  cheering. 
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PRESENT  AND  FUTUEE: 

Faith  even  now 

Uplifts  its  brow, 
And  sees  the  Lord  descending, 
And  with  him  bliss  unending. 

2  We  wait  for  thee,  through  days  forlorn, 

In  patient  self-denial ; 
We  know  that  thou  our  grief  hast  borne 
Upon  thy  cross  of  trial. 

And  Avell  may  we 

Submit  with  thee 
To  bear  the  cross  and  love  it, 
Until  thy  hand  remove  it. 

3  We  wait  for  thee  ;  already  thou 

Hast  all  our  heart's  submission ; 
And  though  the  spirit  sees  thee  now, 
We  long  for  open  vision ; 

When  ours  shall  be 

Sweet  rest  with  thee, 
And  pure,  unfading  pleasure, 
And  life  in  endless  measure. 

4  We  wait  for  thee  in  certain  hope— 

The  time  will  soon  be  over ; 
With  child-like  longing  we  look  up, 
The  glory  to  discover. 

0,  bliss !  to  share 

Thy  triumph  there, 
When  home  with  joy  and  singing. 
The  Lord  his  saints  is  bringing! 

THE  RESURRECTION. 

1 106  The  day  of  the  Lord  will  come.  L.  M. 

2  Peter  3  :  10. 

THE  Lord  will  come,  the  earth  shall  quake, 
The  hills  their  fixed  seat  forsake ; 
And  withering,  from  the  vault  of  night, 
The  stars  withdraw  their  feeble  light. 
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THE  RESURKECTIOK 

2  The  Lord  will  come,  but  not  the  same 
As  once  in  lowly  form  he  came; 

A  silent  Lamb  to  slaughter  led, 

The  bruised,  the  suffering,  and  the  dead. 

3  The  Lord  will  come — a  dreadful  form. 
With  wreath  of  flame,  and  robe  of  storm, 
On  cherub  wings,  and  wings  of  wind, 
Anointed  Judge  of  human  kind. 

4  While  sinners  in  despair  shall  call, 
"Rocks,  hide  us!  mountains,  on  us  fall!" 
The  saints,  ascending  from  the  tomb. 
Shall  joyful  sing — "The  Lord  is  come!" 

1107  The  great  day  of  his  wrath.  L.  M. 

Rev.  6:  17. 

THAT  day  of  wrath  !  that  dreadful  day. 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away ! 
What  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay? 
How  shall  he  meet  that  dreadful  day  ? 

2  When  shriveling  like  a  parched  scroll, 
The  flaming  heavens  together  roll ; 
When,  louder  yet,  and  yet  more  dread. 
Swells  the  high  trump  that  wakes  the  dead; 

3  0,  on  that  day,  that  dreadful  day. 
When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from  clay, 
Be  thou,  0  God,  the  sinner's  stay. 
Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 

1108  Because  I  live,  you  shall  live  also.  CM. 

John  14  :  19. 

WHEN,  downward,  to  the  darksome  tomb, 
I  thoughtful  turn  my  eyes. 
Frail  nature  trembles  at  the  gloom. 
And  anxious  fears  arise. 
2  Why  shrinks  my  soul  ?  in  death's  embrace 
Once  Jesus  captive  slept; 
And  angels  hovering  o'er  the  place. 
His  lowly  pillow  kept. 
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PKESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

3  Thus  shall  they  guard  my  sleeping  dust, 

And,  as  the  Saviour  rose, 
The  grave  again  shall  yield  her  trust,  . 
And  end  my  deep  repose. 

4  My  Lord,  before  to  glory  gone, 

Shall  bid  me  come  away; 
And  calm  and  bright  shall  break  the  dawn 
Of  heaven's  eternal  day. 

5  Then  let  my  faith  each  fear  dispel, 

And  gild  with  light  the  grave ; 
To  him  my  loftiest  praises  swell. 
Who  died  from  death  to  save. 

1109  ^'^^  to  10 ait  for  his  Sonfram  heaven.         S.  M. 

1  Thess.  1  :  10. 

N  expectation  sweet. 
We  wait,  and  sing,  and  pray, 
Till  Christ's  triumphal  car  we  meet, 
And  see  an  endless  day. 

2  He  comes!  the  Conqueror  comes! 

Death  falls  beneath  his  sword ; 
The  joyful  prisoners  burst  their  tombs, 
And  rise  to  meet  their  Lord. 

3  The  trumpet  sounds — Awake  1 

Ye  dead,  to  judgment  come! 
The  pillars  of  creation  shake. 
While  hell  receives  her  doom. 

4  Thrice  happy  morn  for  those 

Who  love  the  ways  of  peace ; 
No  night  of  sorrow  e'er  shall  close 
Upon  its  perfect  bliss. 

1 110  Awake  and  sing,  you  that  dicell  in  dust.        S.  M. 

Isaiah  S6:  VX 

EEST  for  the  toiling  hand, 
Rest  for  the  anxious  brow, 
Rest  for  the  weary,  way-worn  feet. 
Rest  from  all  labor  now  j 
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THE  RESURKECTION. 

2  Soon  shall  the  trump  of  God 

Give  out  the  welcome  sound 
That  shakes  thy  silent  chamber-walls, 
And  breaks  the  turf-sealed  ground. 

3  Ye  dwellers  in  the  dust, 

Awake !  come  forth  and  sing ; 

Sharp  has  your  frost  of  winter  been. 

But  bright  shall  be  your  spring. 

4  'Twas  sown  in  weakness  here; 

'T  will  then  be  raised  in  power : 
That  which  was  sown  an  earthly  seed, 
Shall  rise  a  heavenly  flower. 

1111  At  the  last  trump.  lis. 

1  Cor.  15  :  52. 

THE  chariot !  the  chariot  I  its  wheels  roll  in  fire, 
As  the  Lord  cometh  down  in  the  pomp  of  his  ire  ; 
Lo  !  self-moving,  it  drives  on  its  pathway  of  cloud  ; 
And  the  heavens  with  the  burden  of  Godhead  are  bowed. 

2  The  glory !  the  glory  !  around  him  are  poured 
Mighty  hosts  of  the  angels  that  wait  on  the  Lord  ; 
And  the  glorified  saints,  and  the  martyrs  are  there. 
And  there,  all  who  the  palm-wreaths  of  victory  wear  ! 

3  The  trumpet !  the  trumpet !  the  dead  have  all  heai-d  ; 
Lo  !  the  depths  of  the  stone-covered  charnei  are  stirred  ! 
From  the  sea,  from  the  earth,  from  the  south,  from  the 
All  the  vast  generations  of  men  are  come  forth,  [north, 

4  The  judgment  I  the  judgment !  the  thrones  are  all  set, 
Where  the  lamb  and  the  bright-crowned  elders  are  met  ! 
There  all  flesh  is  at  once  in  the  sight  of  the  Lord, 
And  the  doom  of  eternity  hangs  on  his  word. 

1112  He  will  swallow  up  death  in  victory.  P.M. 

Isaiah  25 :  8. 

0 !  the  seal  of  death  is  breaking ; 

Those  who  slept  its  sleep  are  waking ; 
Heaven  opes  its  portals  fair ! 
Hark !  the  harps  of  God  are  ringing ; 
Hark !  the  seraph's  hymn  is  flinging 
Music  on  immortal  air. 
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PllESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

2  There,  no  more  at  eve  declining, 
Suns  without  a  cloud  are  shining 

O'er  the  land  of  life  and  love  ; 
There  the  founts  of  life  are  flowing. 
Flowers  unknown  to  time,  are  blowing 

In  that  radiant  scene  above. 

3  There  no  sigh  of  memory  swelleth ; 
There  no  tear  of  misery  welleth  ; 

Hearts  will  bleed  or  break  no  more ; 
Past  is  all  the  cold  world's  scorning. 
Gone  the  night,  and  broke  the  morning, 
'         Over  all  the  golden  shore. 

1113  For  the  trumpet  shall  sound.  6s  &  5s. 

1  Cor.  15 :  52, 

rPHE  last  lovely  morning, 
i   All  blooming  and  fair, 
Is  fast  onward  fleeting, 
'    And  soon  will  appear. 

CHORUS. 

While  the  mighty,  mighty,  mighty  trump 

Sounds,  Come,  come  away, 

0,  let  us  be  ready  to  hail  the  glad  day. 

2  And  when  that  bright  morning 

In  splendor  shall  dawn, 
Our  tears  shall  be  ended, 
Our  sorrows  all  gone. 

3  "Kie  Bridegroom  from  glory 

To  earth  shall  descend. 
Ten  thousand  bright  angels 
Around  him  attend. 

4  The  grave  shall  be  opened, 

The  dead  shall  arise, 
And  with  the  Redeemer 
Mount  up  to  the  skies. 
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FINAL  JUDGMENT. 

The  saints  then  immortal 

In  glory  shall  reign, 
The  Bride  with  the  Brideo:room 

For  ever  remain. 


FINAL  JUDGMENT. 

1114:  That  he  may  find  mercy,  etc.  C.  P.  M. 

2  Tim.  1  :  18. 

WHEN  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt  come 
To  take  thy  ransomed  people  home, 
Shall  I  among  them  stand  ? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 
Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  ? 

2  I  love  to  meet  thy  people  now, 
Before  thy  feet  with  them  to  bow. 

Though  vilest  of  them  all ; 
But — can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought — 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call  ? 

3  0  Lord,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace : 
Be  thou  my  only  hiding-place, 

In  this,  the  accepted  day ; 
Thy  pardoning  voice,  0,  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

i  And  when  the  final  trump  shall  sound, 
Among  thy  saints  let  me  be  found. 

To  bow  before  thy  face; 
Then  in. triumphant  strains  I'll  sing. 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 
With  praise  of  sovereign  grace. 
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PRESENT  AND  FUTUIIE  : 

1115  Behold  the  day  is  come.  S.  M. 

BEHOLD  the  day  is  come ; 
The  righteous  Judge  is  near ; 
And  sinners,  trembling  at  their  doom, 
Shall  soon  their  sentence  hear. 

2  Angels,  in  bright  attire, 

Conduct  him  through  the  skies ; 
Darkness  and  tempest,  smoke  and  fire, 
Attend  him  as  he  flies. 

3  How  awful  is  the  sight ! 

How  loud  the  thunders  roar! 

The  sun  forbears  to  give  his  light, 

And  stars  are  seen  no  more. 

4  The  whole  creation  groans  ; 

But  saints  arise  and  sing: 
They  are  the  ransomed  of  the  Lord, 
And  he  their  God  and  King. 


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1116  The  voice  of  the  archangel,  etc.         8s,  7s  &4s. 

1  thess.  4  :  16. 

HARK,  ye  mortals,  hear  the  trumpet 
Sounding  loud,  the  mighty  roar! 
Hark!  the  archangel's  voice  proclaiming, 
Thou,  old  Time,  shalt  be  no  more. 
Rolling  ages, 
Now  your  solemn  close  appears. 

1117  Ecenj  eye  shall  see  him.  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

Rev.  1 :  7. 

DAY  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders! 
Ha;-k !  the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round ; 

How  tlie  summons 
Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound! 
GG2 


FINAL  JUDGMENT. 

2  See  the  Judge  our  nature  wearing, 

Clothed  in  majesty  divine! 
You  who  long  for  his  appearing, 

Then  shall  say,  "This  Lord  is  mine!" 

Gracious  Saviour, 
Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine ! 

3  At  his  call  the  dea\i  awaken. 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea : 
All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken 
By  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee: 

Careless  sinner, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 

4  Horrors  past  imagination 

Will  surprise  your  trembling  heart, 
When  you  hear  your  condemnation, 
"  Hence,  accursed  wretch,  depart! 

Hence,  with  Satan 
And  his  angels  have  your  part." 

5  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 

Loved  and  served  the  Lord  below, 
He  will  say,  "  Come  near,  you  blessed, 
See  the  kingdom  I  bestow: 

You  for  ever 
Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 

6  Under  sorrows  and  reproaches,  . 

May  this  thought  our  courage  raise  ! 
Swiftly  God's  great  day  approaches. 
Sighs  shall  then  be  changed  to  praise : 

May  we  triumph. 
When  the  world  is  in  a  blaze  ! 

IHS  Where  shall  the  ungodly,  etc.  lis  &  5s. 

1  Peter  4:  18. 

AH,  guilty  sinner,  ruined  by  transgression, 
What  shall  thy  doom  be,  when,  arrayed  in  tei'i'or, 
God  shall  command  thee,  covered  with  pollution, 
Up  to  the  judgement  ? 
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PKESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

2  Stop,  thoughtless  sinner,  stop  awhile  and  ponder, 
Ere  death  arrest  thee,  and  the  Judge,  in  vengeance 
Hurl  from  his  presence  thy  affrighted  spirit, 

Swift  to  perdition. 

3  Oft  has  he  called  thee,  but  thou  wouldst  not  hear  him, 
Mercies  and  judgments  have  alike  been  slighted  ; 
Yet  he  is  gracious,  and  with  arms  unfolded. 

Waits  to  embrace  thee. 
-4  Come,  then,  poor  sinner,  come  away  this  moment. 
Just  as  you  are,  come,  filthy  and  polluted. 
Come  to  the  fountain  open  for  the  guilty  ; 

Jesus  invites  you. 

5  But,  if  you  trifle  with  his  gracious  message, 
Cleave  to  the  world  and  love  its  guilty  pleasures, 
Mercy,  grown  weary,  shall,  in  righteous  judgment, 

Leave  you  for  ever. 

6  O  !  guilty  sinner,  hear  the  voice  of  warning ; 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  and  embrace  his  pardon  ; 
So  shall  your  spirit  meet  with  joy  triumphant, 

Death  and  the  judgment. 

HEAVEN. 

1119  The  former  things  are  passed  away.  L.  M. 

Rev.  21  :  4. 

THERE  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen, 
In  visions  of  enraptured  thought, 
Bo  bright  that  all  which  spreads  between 
Is  with  its  radiant  glory  fraught ; 

2  A  land  upon  whose  blissful  shore 

There  rests  no  shadow,  falls  no  stain ; 
There  those  who  meet  shall  part  no  more, 
And  those  long  parted,  meet  again, 

3  Its  skies  are  not  like  earthly  skies, 

With  varying  hues  of  shade  and  light; 
It  hath  no  need  of  suns  to  rise 
To  dissipate  the  gloom  of  night, 

4  There  sweeps  no  desolating  wind 

Across  that  calm,  serene  abode ; 
The  wanderer  there  a  home  may  find, 
Within  the  paradise  of  God. 
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HEAVEK 

1120  Bev.U-.l-S.  CM. 

ON  Zion's  glorious  summit  stood 
A  numerous  host  redeemed  by  blood ; 
They  hymned  their  King  in  strains  divine ; 
I  heard  the  song,  and  strove  to  join. 

2  Here  all  who  suffered  ^word  or  flame 
For  truth,  or  Jesus'  lovely  name, 
Shout  victory  now,  and  hail  the  Lamb, 
And  bow  before  the  great  I  AM. 

3  While  everlasting  ages  roll. 

Eternal  love  shall  feast  their  soul,  » j 

And  scenes  of  bliss  for  ever  new 
Rise  in  succession  to  their  view. 

4  0  sweet  employ,  to  sing  and  trace 

The  amazing  hights  and  depths  of  grace; 
And  spend  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
A  blissful,  vast  eternity ! 

5  0  what  a  sweet,  exalted  song, 
When  every  tribe  and  every  tongue. 
Redeemed  by  blood,  with  Christ  appear, 
And  join  in  one  full  chorus  there ! 

6  My  soul  anticipates  the  day — 

Would  stretch  her  wings  and  soar  away. 
To  aid  the  song,  the  palm  to  bear. 
And  praise  ray  great  Redeemer  there. 

1121  liev.  22:   4.  L.  M. 

LO!  round  the  throne,  a  glorious  band,     | 
The  saints  in  countless  myriads  stand;! 
Of  every  tongue  redeemed  to  God, 
Arrayed  in  garments  washed  in  blood. 

2  Through  tribulation  great  they  came ; 
They  bore  the  cross,  despised  the  shame ; 
But  now  from  all  their  labors  rest, 
In  God's  eternal' glory  blest. 
56  .      665 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE : 

3  They  see  the  Saviour  face  to  face ; 
They  sing  the  triumph  of  his  grace ; 
And  day  and  night,  with  ceaseless  praise, 
To  him  their  loud  hosannas  raise. 

4  0,  may  we  tread  the  sacred  road 
That  holy  saints  and  martyrs  trod ; 
Wage  to  the  end  the  glorious  strife. 
And  win,  like  them,  a  crown  of  life. 

1 122  Return  unto  thy  rest,  0  my  soul.  L.  M. 

Psalm  116:  7. 

RETURN,  my  soul,  and  sweetly  rest. 
On  thy  almighty  Father's  breast; 
The  bounties  of  his  grace  adore. 
And  count  his  wondrous  mercies  o'er. 

2  Thy  mercy.  Lord,  preserved  my  breath. 
And  snatched  my  fainting  soul  from  death ; 
Removed  my  sorrows,  dried  my  tears. 
And  saved  me  from  surrounding  snares. 

3  What  shall  I  render  to  thee.  Lord? 
Or  how  his  wondrous  grace  record  ? 
To  him  my  grateful  voice  I  '11  raise. 
With  just  thanksgiving  to  his  praise. 

4  0  Zion !  in  thy  sacred  courts. 
Where  glory  dwells,  and  joy  resorts, 
To  notes  divine  I  '11  tune  the  song, 

And  praise  shall  flow  from  every  tongue. 

1123  ^'^  ^^y  Father's  house,  etc.  L.  M. 

John  14:2. 

THY  Father's  house !  thine  own  bright  home, 
And  thou  hast  there  a  place  for  me ! 
Though  yet  an  exile  here  I  roam. 
That  distant  home  by  faith  I  see. 
2  I  see  its  domes  resplendent  glow, 

Where  beams  of  God's  own  glory  fall ; 
And  trees  of  life  immortal  grow. 

Whose  fruits  o'erhang  the  sapphire  wall. 
666 


HEAVEN. 

3  I  know  that  thou,  who  on  the  tree 

Didst  deign  our  mortal  guilt  to  bear, 
Wilt  bring  thine  own  to  dwell  with  thee, 
And  waitest  to  receive  me  there ! 

4  Thy  love  will  there  array  my  soul 

In  thine  own  robe  of  spotless  hue ; 
And  I  shall  gaze  while  ages  roll, 
On  thee,  with  raptures  ever  new ! 

5  0,  welcome  day!  when  thou  my  feet 

Shalt  bring  the  shining  threshold  o'er; 
A  Father's  warm  embrace  to  meet. 
And  dw^ell  at  home  for  evermore ! 

1124  The  heavenly  mansion.  L.  M. 

MY  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair. 
We  '11  be  gathered  home ; 
Nor  death  nor  sighing  visit  there. 
We  '11  be  gathered  home  : 

CHORUS. 

We  '11  wait  till  Jesus  comes. 
We  '11  wait  till  Jesus  comes. 
We  '11  wait  till  Jesus  comes, 
And  we  '11  be  gathered  home. 

2  Its  glittering  towers  the  sun  outshine. 

We  '11  be  gathered  home ; 
That  heavenly  mansion  shall  be  mine, 
We  '11  be  gathered  home. 

3  My  Father's  house  is  built  on  high, 

We  '11  be  gathered  home ; 
Above  the  arched  and  starry  sky. 
We  '11  be  gathered  home. 

4  When  from  this  earthly  prison  free. 

We  '11  be  gathered  home ; 
That  heavenly  mansion  mine  shall  be, 
We  '11  be  gathered  home. 

>    667 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

5  While  here,  a  stranger  far  from  home, 

We  '11  be  gathered  home ; 
Affliction's  waves  may  round  me  foam, 
We  '11  be  gathered  home. 

6  Let  others  seek  a  home  below. 

We  '11  be  gathered  home. 
Which  flames  devour  or  waves  o'erthrow, 
We  '11  be  gathered  home. 

7  Be  mine  the  happier  lot  to  own, 

We  '11  be  gathered  home  ; 

A  heavenly  mansion  near  the  throne, 

We  '11  be  gathered  home. 

8  Then,  fail  this  earth,  let  stars  decline. 

We  '11  be  gathered  home ; 
And  sun  and  moon  refuse  to  shine, 
We  '11  be  gathered  home. 

9  All  nature  sink  and  cease  to  be, 

We  '11  be  gathered  home  ; 

That  heavenly  mansion  stands  for  me, 

We  '11  be  gathered  home. 

1125  ^Pet  1:4:  L.  M. 

THERE  is  a  region  lovelier  far 
Than  sages  tell  or  poets  sing — 
Brighter  than  summer's  beauties  are. 
And  softer  than  the  tints  of  spring. 

CHORUS. 

I  'm  going  home,  I  'm  going  home, 
I  'm  going  home  to  die  no  more, 
To  die  no  more,  to  die  no  more, 
I  'm  going  home  to  die  no  more. 

2.  It  is  all  holy  and  serene, 

The  land  of  glory  and  repose; 
No  cloud  obscures  the  radiant  scene ; 
There  not  a  tear  of  sorrow  flows. 
668 


HEAVEN. 

1126  They  that  sow  in  tears^  shall  reap  in  jot/.       C.  M. 

Psalm  126 :  5. 

THERE  is  an  hour  of  hallowed  peace 
For  those  with  care  oppressed, 
When  sighs  and  sorrowing  tears  shall  cease, 
And  all  be  hushed  to  rest. 

2  'T  is  then  the  soul  is  freed  from  fears 

And  doubts  which  here  annoy ; 
Then  they  that  oft  had  sown  in  tears, 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy, 

3  There  is  a  home  of  sweet  repose. 

Where  storms  assail  no  more ; 
The  stream  of  endless  pleasure  flows. 
On  that  celestial  shore. 

4  There  purity  with  love  appears. 

And  bliss  without  alloy ; 
There  they  that  oft  had  sown  in  tears 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 

1127  Tfiere  's  music  in  the  upper  heaven.        C.  M.  D. 

THERE 'S  music  in  the  upper  heaven — ■ 
The  choral  notes  that  swell,  ' 

Are  sweeter,  fuller,  richer  far. 
Than  human  lips  can  tell ; 
When  rings  the  gush  of  golden  harps, 

And  heavenly  lutes  are  swept, 
To  tell  the  quenchless  love  of  him 
Who  o'er  a  lost  world  wept. 

2  The  gliding  rush  of  countless  wings, 
Borne  on  the  swelling  breeze, 
That  wafts  the  rustling  music  by. 

Amid  embowered  trees ; 
The  echo  of  the  myriad  feet, 

That  fall  on  pavements  fair, 
Of  glittering,  dazzling  gold  that  gleams 
In  untold  brightness  there. 
CG9 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

3  The  music  of  the  pearly  gates, 

When  back  by  angels  flung, 
Admitting  there  a  ransomed  soul, 

Their  sinless  bands  among; 
The  silvery  sound  that's  swelling  up, 

When  flows  the  stream  of  life  ; 
The  rustle  of  the  emerald  leaf. 

With  healing  virtues  rife : 

4  And  then  the  tide  of  melody 

That  swells  and  bursts,  when  rings 
The  new  song  in  that  far-off  world. 

That  thrilling  rapture  brings: 
But,  awed,  we  may  not  note  its  power, 

Its  depths  we  may  not  sound ; 
Unfathomed,  fothomless  it  rolls 

In  glorious  might  around. 

1128  Earnestly  desiring.  C.  M 

2  Cor.  5  :  2. 

0  COULD  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly 
Above  these  gloomy  shades, 
To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky, 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades ! 

2  There  joys,  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray. 
In  ever-blooming  prospect  rise, 
Unconscious  of  decay. 

3  Lord,  send  a  beam  of  light  divine, 

To  guide  our  upward  aim! 
With  one  reviving  touch  of  thine. 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

4  Then  shall,  on  faith's  sublimest  wing. 

Our  ardent  wishes  rise 
To  those  bright  scenes  where  pleasures  spring, 
Immortal  to  the  skies. 

670 


HEAVEN. 

1129  There  is  a  land^  a  happy  land.  C.  M. 

THERE  is  a  land,  a  happy  land 
Where  tears  are  wiped  away 
From  every  eye,  by  God's  own  hand, 
And  night  is  turned  to  day. 

2  There  is  a  home,  a  happy  home, 

Where  way-worn  travelers  rest. 
Where  toil  and  languor  never  come, 
And  every  mourner 's  blest. 

3  There  is  a  port,  a  peaceful  port, 

A  safe  and  quiet  shore, 
Where  weary  mariners  resort 
And  fear  the  storms  no  more. 

4  There  is  a  crown,  a  dazzling  crown. 

Bedecked  with  jewels  fair ; 
And  priests  and  kings  of  high  renown, 
That  crown  of  glory  wear. 

5  That  land  be  mine,  that  calm  retreat. 

That  crown  of  glory  bright; 
Then  I'll  esteem  each  bitter  sweet, 
And  every  burden  light. 

1130  The  hope — laid  up  for  you  in  heaven.    8s  &  6s. 

Col.  1  :  5. 

THERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 
To  mourning  wanderers  given ; 
There  is  a  tear  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  w'ounded  breast — 
'Tis  found  above — in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 
By  sins  and  sorrows  driven ; 
When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls. 
And  all  is  drear — but  heaven. 
671 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearless  eye, 

The  heart  with  anguish  riven ; 
It  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
Sees  evening  shadows  quickly  fly. 

And  all  serene — in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom. 

And  joys  supreme  are  given  ; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom ; 
Beyond  the  dark  and  narrow  tomb 

Appears  the  dawn — of  heaven. 

1131  J?ey.  15:2,  3.  CM. 

HARK  !  hark  !  the  voice  of  ceaseless  praise, 
Around  Jehovah's  throne ; 
Songs  of  celestial  joy  they  raise. 
To  mortal  lips  unknown. 

2  Upon  the  sea  of  glass  they  stand 

In  shining  robes  of  light; 
The  harps  of  God  are  in  their  hand, 
They  rest  not  day  or  night. 

3  0  !  for  an  angel's  perfect  love, 

A  seraph's  soaring  wing, 
To  sing  with  thousand  saints  above, 
The  triumphs  of  our  King, 

4  On  earth  our  feeble  voice  we  try. 

In  weakness  and  in  shame, 
We  bless,  we  laud,  we  magnify. 
We  conquer  in  his  name. 

5  But,  0 !  with  pure  and  sinless  heart, 

His  mercies  to  adore, 
My  God,  to  know  thee  as  thou  art. 
Nor  grieve  thy  Spirit  more! 

6  0 !  blessed  hope !  a  "  little  while," 

And  we,  amidst  that  throng, 
Shall  live  in  our  Redeemer's  smile, 
And  swell  the  immortal  song. 
072 


HEAVEN. 

1132  Far  up  the  everlasting  hills.  CM. 

THERE  is  a  fold  where  none  can  stray, 
And  pastures  ever  green, 
Where  sultry  sun,  or  stormy  day. 
Or  night,  is  never  seen. 

2  Far  up  the  everlasting  hills. 

In  God's  own  light  it  lies; 
His  smile  it  vast  dominion  fills 
With  joy  that  never  dies. 

3  One  narrow  vale,  one  darksome  wave, 

Divides  that  land  from  this ; 

I  have  a  Shepherd  pledged  to  save, 

And  bear  me  home  to  bliss, 

4  Soon  at  his  feet  my  soul  shall  lie. 

In  life's  last  struggling  breath ; 
But  I  shall  only  seem  to  die, 

I  shall  not  taste  of  death. 

5  Far  from  this  guilty  world  to  be 

Exempt  from  toil  and  strife ; 
To  spend  eternity  with  thee — 
My  Saviour,  this  is  life! 

1133  Inheritance  of  tlie  saints  in  light.  S.  M. 

Col.  1 :  12. 

AND  is  there,  Lord,  a  rest 
For  weary  souls  designed. 
Where  not  a  care  shall  stir  the  breast, 
Or  sorrow  entrance  find  ? 

2  Is  there  a  blissful  home, 

Where  kindred  minds  shall  meet. 
And  live,  and  love,  nor  ever  roam 
From  that  serene  retreat  ? 

3  Are  their  bright,  happy  fields. 

Where  nought  that  blooms  shall  die; 
Where  each  new  scene  fresh  pleasure  yields, 
And  healthful  breezes  sigh  ? 
57  C73 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

4  Are  there  celestial  streams, 
Where  living  waters  glide, 
With  murmurs  sweet  as  angel  dreams, 
And  flowery  banks  beside  ? 

6  For  ever  bless6d  they 

Whose  joyful  feet  shall  stand, 
While  endless  ages  waste  away, 
Amid  that  glorious  land ! 

6  My  soul  would  thither  tend 

While  toilsome  years  are  given ; 
Then  let  me,  gracious  Lord,  ascend 
To  sweet  repose  in  heaven  1 

1134  I  love  to  think  of  heaven.  S.  M. 

I  LOVE  to  think  of  heaven. 
Where  white-robed  angels  are. 
Where  many  a  friend  is  gathered  safe, 
From  fear,  and  toil,  and  care. 

CHORUS. 

There  will  be  no  more  parting  there, 
There  will  be  no  more  parting  there, 
In  heaven  above,  where  all  is  love. 
There  will  be  no  more  parting  there. 

2  I  love  to  think  of  heaven, 

Where  my  Redeemer  reigns. 
Where  rapturous  songs  of  triumph  rise, 
In  endless,  joyous  strains. 

3  I  love  to  think  of  heaven. 

The  saints'  eternal  home. 
Where  palms,  and  robes,  and  crowns  ne'er  fade, 
And  all  our  joys  are  one. 

4  I  love  to  think  of  heaven, 

The  greetings  there  we  '11  meet, 
The  harps — the  songs  for  ever  ours — 
The  walks — the  golden  streets. 
674 


HEAVEN. 

5  I  love  to  think  of  heaven, 

That  promised  land  so  fair ; 
0  how  my  raptured  spirit  longs 
To  be  for  ever  there. 

1135  Come,  sing  to  me  of  heaven.  S.  M. 

COME,  sing  to  me  of  heaven, 
When  I  'm  about  to  die ; 
Sing  songs  of  holy  ecstasy, 
To  waft  my  soul  on  high. 

CHORUS. 

There  '11  be  no  sorrow  there, 
There  '11  be  no  sorrow  there. 
In  heaven  above,  where  all  is  love, 
There'll  be  no  sorrow  there. 

2  When  the  last  moment  comes, 

0,  watch  my  dying  face, 
To  catch  the  bright  seraphic  glow, 
Which  on  each  feature  plays. 

3  Then  to  my  raptured  ear 

Let  one  sweet  song  be  given ; 

Let  music  charm  me  last  on  earth, 

And  greet  me  first  in  heaven ! 

1136  Hebrews  11:  16.  6s&4s. 

KNOW  ye  that  better  land. 
Where  care 's  unknown  ? 
Know  ye  that  bless6d  band 

Around  the  throne  ? 
There,  there  is  happiness, 
There  streams  of  purest  bliss ; 
There,  there  are  rest  and  peace — 
There,  there  alone. 

2  Yes,  yes,  we  know  that  place, 
We  know  it  well ; 
Eye  hath  not  seen  his  face, 
Tongue  can  not  tell ; 
675 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

There  are  the  angels  bright, 
There  saints  enrobed  in  white, 
All,  all  are  clothed  in  light — 
There,  there  they  dwell. 

3  0 !  we  are  weary  here, 

A  little  band, 
Yet  soon  in  glory  there 

We  hope  to  stand; 
Then  let  us  haste  away. 
Speed  o'er  this  world's  dark  way, 
Unto  that  land  of  day — 

That  better  land. 

4  Come!  hasten  that  sweet  day. 

Let  time  begone, 
Come !  Lord,  make  no  delay, 

On  thy  white  throne  ; 
Thy  face  we  wish  to  see. 
To  dwell  and  reign  with  thee, 
And,  thine  for  ever  be — 
^  Thine,  thine  alone. 

1137  ^Vho  are  these— and  whence  came  they?  7s,  double. 

Rev.  7  :  13, 

WHO  are  these  in  bright  array. 
This  exulting,  happy  throng. 
Round  the  altar  night  and  day, 

Hymning  one  triumphant  song? 
"  Worthy  is  the  Lamb,  once  slain. 

Blessing,  honor,  glory,  power. 
Wisdom,  riches,  to  obtain. 
New  dominion  every  hour." 

2  These  through  fiery  trials  trod; 

These  from  great  affliction  came ; 
Now,  before  the  throne  of  God, 
Sealed  with  his  almighty  name. 
67G 


HEAVEN. 

Clad  ill  raiment  pure  and  white, 

Victor-palms  in  every  hand, 
Through  their  great  Redeemer's  might, 

More  than  conquerors  they  stand. 

3  Hunger,  thirst,  disease  unknown, 

On  immortal  fruits  they  feed ; 
Them  the  Lamb,  amidst  the  throne. 

Shall  to  living  fountains  lead; 
Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs  ; 

Perfect  love  dispels  all  fears ; 
And  for  ever  from  their  eyes 

God  shall  wipe  away  their  tears. 

1138  They  rest  from  their  labors.  7s,  double. 

Rev.  14:  13, 

HIGH  in  yonder  realms  of  light, 
Dwell  the  raptured  saints  above ; 
Far  beyond  our  feeble  sight, 

Happy  in  Immanuel's  love  : 
Once  they  knew,  like  us  below. 
Pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  tears. 
Torturing  pain  and  heavy  woe,  • 

Gloomy  doubts,  distressing  fears. 

2  'Mid  the  chorus  of  the  skies, 

'Mid  the  angelic  lyres  above. 
Hark,  their  songs  melodious  rise. 

Songs  of  praise  to  Jesus'  love! 
Happy  spirits,  ye  are  fled 

Where  no  grief  can  entrance  find; 
Lulled  to  rest  the  aching  head, 

Soothed  the  anguish  of  the  mind. 

3  All  is  tranquil  and  serene. 

Calm  and  undisturbed  repose ; 
There  no  cloud  can  intervene, 
There  no  angry  tempest  blows ; 
677 


I 


PKESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

Every  tear  is  wiped  away, 

Sighs  no  more  phall  heave  the  breast, 
Night  is  lost  in  endless  day. 
Sorrow — in  eternal  rest. 
1139_  Good  night  till  then.  7s,  6s  &  4s. 

JOURNEY  forth  rejoicing. 
From  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
To  heavenly  joy  and  freedom, 

From  earthly  bonds  and  fears; 
Where  Christ  our  Lord  shall  gather 

All  his  redeemed  again. 
His  kingdom  to  inherit; — 
Good  night  till  then ! 
2  Go  to  thy  quiet  resting, 
Poor  tenement  of  clay! 
From  all  thy  pain  and  weakness 

I  gladly  haste  away ; 
But  still  in  faith  confiding 
To  find  thee  yet  again, 
All  glorious  and  immortal; — 
Good  night  till  then! 
.  3  Why  thus  so  sadly  weeping, 
Beloved  one  of  ray  heart  ? 
The  Lord  is  good  and  gracious. 
Though  now  he  bids  us  part. 
Oft  have  we  met  in  gladness, 

And  we  shall  meet  again, 
All  sorrows  left  behind  us  ; — 
Good  night  till  then ! 
4  I  go  to  see  his  glory, 

Whom  we  have  loved  below; 
I  go,  the  blessed  angels. 

The  holy  saints,  to  know; 
Our  lovely  ones  departed, 

I  go  to  find  again. 
And  wait  for  you  to  join  us ; — 
Good  night  till  then ! 
678 


HEAVEN. 

5  I  hear  the  Saviour  calling; 

The  joyful  hour  has  come  : 
The  angel-guards  are  ready 

To  guide  me  to  our  home ; 
Where  Christ  our  Lord  shall  gather 

All  his  redeemed  again, 
His  kingdom  to  inherit ; — 
Good  night  till  then ! 

lUO  Bev.  7  :  13-17.  7s. 

PALMS  of  glory,  raiment  bright, 
Crowns  that  never  fade  away. 
Gird  and  deck  the  saints  in  light; 

Priest,  and  kings,  and  conquerors  they. 

2  Yet  the  conquerors  bring  their  palms 

To  the  Lamb  amidst  the  throne, 
And  proclaim  in  joyful  psalms 
Victory  through  his  cross  alone. 

3  Kings  for  harps  their  crowns  resign, 

Crying,  as  they  strike  the  chords, 
"Take  the  kingdom,  it  is  thine, 
King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords !" 

4  Round  the  altar  saints  confess, 

If  their  robes  are  white  as  snow, 
*T  was  the  Saviour's  wondrous  grace, 
And  his  blood,  that  made  them  so. 

6  Who  were  these?  on  earth  they  dwelt; 

Sinners  once,  of  Adam's  race ; 
Guilt,  and  fear,  and  suflfering  felt ; 
But  were  saved  by  sovereign  grace. 

6  They  were  mortal,  too,  like  us : 

Ah !  when  we,  like  them,  must  die, 
May  our  souls,  translated  thus. 
Triumph,  reign  and  shine  on  high! 
679 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

nil         11^  hath  prepared  for  them  a  city.         Ta  &  6s 

Hcb.  11 :  16. 

¥E  are  on  our  journey  home, 
Where  Christ  our  Lord  is  gone ; 
We  shall  meet  around  his  throne, 
When  he  makes  his  people  one 
In  the  new  Jerusalem. 

2  We  can  see  that  distant  home, 

Though  clouds  rise  dark  between ; 
Faith  views  the  radiant  dome, 
And  a  luster  flashes  keen 
From  the  new  Jerusalem. 

3  0  glory  shining  far 

From  the  never-setting  Sun ! 
0  trembling  morning  star! 
Our  journey's  almost  done 
To  the  new  Jerusalem. 

4  0  holy !  heavenly  home ! 

0,  rest  eternal  there  ! 
When  shall  the  exiles  come. 

Where  they  cease  from  earthly  care, 
In  the  new  Jerusalem. 

5  Our  hearts  are  breaking  now 

Those  mansions  fair  to  see: 
0  Lord !  thy  heavens  bow, 
And  raise  us  up  with  thee 
To  the  new  Jerusalem. 


1142  Arise  and  depart,  etc.  8s  &  7s. 

Micah  2 :  16. 

THIS  is  not  my  place  of  resting, 
Mine  a  city  yet  to  come  ; 
Onward  to  it  I  am  hasting — 
On  to  my  eternal  home. 
680 


HEAVEN. 

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*     2  In  it,  all  is  light  and  glory, 

O'er  it  shines  a  nightless  day: 
Every  trace  of  sin's  sad  story. 
All  the  curse  has  passed  away. 

3  There  the  Lamb,  our  Shepherd,  leads  us, 

By  the  streams  of  life  along ; 

On  the  freshest  pastures  feeds  us, 

Turns  our  sighing  into  song. 

4  Soon  we  pass  this  desert  dreary, 

Soon  we  bid  farewell  to  pain ; 
Never  more  be  sad  or  weary. 
Never,  never  sin  again. 

1U3  i?ey.  21:25.  S.M.D. 

THERE  is  no  night  in  heaven": 
In  that  blest  world  above 
Work  never  can  bring  weariness. 

For  work  itself  is  love. 
There  is  no  night  in  heaven : 
Yet  nightly  round  the  bed 
Of  every  Christian  wanderer 
Faith  has  an  angel  tread. 

2  There  is  no  grief  in  heaven : 

For  life  is  one  glad  day. 
And  tears  are  of  those  former  things 

Which  all  have  passed  away. 
There  is  no  grief  in  heaven  : 

Yet  angels  from  on  high, 
On  golden  pinions  earthward  glide. 

The  Christian's  tears  to  dry 

3  There  is  no  want  in  heaven : 

The  Lamb  of  God  supplies 
Life's  tree  of  twelvefold  fruitage  still, 
Life's  spring  which  never  dries. 
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TEESENT  AND  FUTUKE: 

There  is  no  want  in  heaven : 

Yet  in  a  desert  land 
The  fainting  prophet  was  sustained 

And  fed  by  angel's  hand. 

There  is  no  sin  in  heaven ! 

Behold  that  blessed  throng; 
All  holy  is  their  spotless  robes, 

All  holy  is  their  song. 
There  is  no  sin  in  heaven : 

Here  who  from  sin  is  free  ? 
Yet  angels  aid  us  in  our  strife 

For  Christ's  true  liberty. 

There  is  no  death  in  heaven : 

For  they  who  gain  that  shore 
Have  won  their  immortality, 

And  they  can  die  no  more. 
There  is  no  death  in  heaven ; 

But,  when  the  Christian  dies, 
The  angels  wait  his  parting  soul, 

And  waft  it  to  the  skies. 


1144:  Reunion  in  heaven.  7s  &  6s. 

0  seas  again  shall  sever. 
No  desert  intervene, 
No  deep  sad-flowing  river 
Shall  roll  its  tide  between. 


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2  Love  and  unsevered  union 

Of  soul  with  those  we  love, 
Nearness  and  glad  communion, 
Shall  be  our  joy  above. 

3  No  dread  of  wasting  sickness. 

No  thought  of  ache  or  pain, 
No  fretting  hours  of  weakness, 
Shall  mar  our  peace  again. 
682 


HEAVEN. 

4  No  death  our  homes  o'ershading 
Shall  e'er  our  harps  unstring 
For  all  is  life  unfading 
In  presence  of  our  Kling, 

114:5  The  beautiful  of  lands.  7s&6s. 

THERE  is  a  land  immortal, 
The  beautiful  of  lands; 
Beside  its  ancient  portal 

A  silent  sentry  stands; 
He  only  can  undo  it, 

And  open  wide  the  door ; 
And  mortals  who  pass  through  it, 
Are  mortals  nevermore. 

2  Though  dark  and  drear  the  passage 

That  leadeth  to  the  gate. 
Yet  grace  comes  with  the  message, 

To  souls  that  watch  and  wait ; 
And  at  the  time  appointed 

A  messenger  comes  down. 
And  leads  the  Lord's  anointed 

From  cross  to  glory's  crown. 

3  Their  sighs  are  lost  in  singing. 

They  're  blessed  in  their  tears ; 
Their  journey  heavenward  winging, 

They  leave  on  earth  their  fears : 
Death  like  an  angel  seemeth  ; 

"  We  welcome  thee,"  they  cry ; 
Their  face  with  glory  beameth — 

'T  is  life  for  them  to  die ! 


1146  Heaven  is  my  home.  6s*&  4s. 

'M  but  a  stranger  here ; 
Heaven  is  my  home ; 
Earth  is  a  desert  drear ; 
Heaven  is  my  home. 
683 


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PRESENT  AND  FUTURE 

Danger  and  sorrow  stand 
Round  me  on  every  hand, 
Heaven  is  my  fatherland — 
Heaven  is  my  home. 

2  What  though  the  tempests  rage, 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
Short  is  my  pilgrimage  ; 

Heaven  is  my  home. 
And  Time's  wild  wintry  blast 
Soon  will  be  overpast, 
I  shall  reach  home  at  last; 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

3  There  at  my  Saviour's  side, 

Heaven  is  my  home; 
I  shall  be  glorified ; 

Heaven  is  my  home. 
There  with  the  good  and  blest, 
Those  I  loved  most  and  best, 
I  shall  for  ever  rest: 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

4  Therefore  I'll  murmur  not; 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
Whate'er  my  earthly  lot, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 
For  I  shall  surely  stand, 
There  at  my  Lord's  right  hand, 
Heaven  is  my  fatherland — 

Heaven  is  my  home. 
1147  The  region  above.  6s  &  7s. 

THERE  'S  a  region  above, 
Free  from  sin  and  temptation, 
.And  a  mansion  of  love. 

For  each  heir  of  salvation. 
Then  dismiss  all  thy  fears, 

Weary  pilgrim  of  sorrow ; 
Though  thy  sun  set  in  tears, 
'T  will  rise  brighter  to-morrow. 
684 


HEAVEN. 

2  There  our  toils  will  be  doue, 

And  free  grace  be  our  story, 
God  himself  be  our  Sun, 

And  our  unsetting  glory. 
In  that  world  of  delight 

Spring  shall  never  be  ended, 
Nor  shall  shadows  nor  night, 

With  its  brightness  be  blended. 

3  There  shall  friends  no  more  part. 

Nor  shall  farewells  be  spoken. 
There  '11  be  balm  for  the  heart 

That  with  anguish  was  broken. 
From  affliction  set  free, 

i\.nd  from  God  ne'er  to  sever, 
We  his  glory  shall  see. 

And  enjoy  him  for  ever. 

1148  ^v.  22  :  5. 

NO  shadows  yonder! 
All  light  and  song! 
Each  day  I  wonder, 
And  say  how  long 
Shall  time  me  sunder 
From  that  dear  throng? 

2  No  weeping  yonder — 
All  fled  away! 
While  here  I  wander 
Each  weary  day. 
And  sigh  as  I  ponder 
My  long,  long  stay. 

3  No  partings  yonder — 
Time  and  space  never 
Again  shall  sunder — 
Hearts  can  not  sever — 
Dearer  and  fonder 
Hands  clasped  for  ever. 

685 


5s  &  4s. 


PKESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

4  None  wanting   yonder — 
Bought  by  the  Lamb, 
All  gathered  under 
The  evergreen  palm — 
Loud  as  night's  thunder 
Ascends  the  glad  psalm. 

114:9  Rest  for  the  weary.  8s  &  7s. 

JN  the  Christian's  home  in  glory, 
There  remains  a  land  of  rest, 
There  my  Saviour's  gone  before  me 
To  fulfill  my  soul's  request. 

■  CHORUS. 

There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  you — 
On  the  other  side  of  Jordan, 
In  the  sweet  fields  of  Eden, 
Where  the  tree  of  life  is  blooming, 
There  is  rest  for  you. 

2  He  is  fitting  up  my  mansion, 

Which  eternally  shall  stand, 
For  my  stay  shall  not  be  transient, 
In  that  holy,  happy  land. 

3  Pain  nor  sickness  ne'er  shall  enter. 

Grief  nor  woe  my  lot  shall  share. 
But  in  that  celestial  center, 
I  a  crown  of  life  shall  wear. 

i  Death  itself  shall  then  be  vanquished. 
And  his  sting  shall  be  withdrawn ; 
Shout  for  gladness,  0  ye  ransomed ! 
Hail  with  joy  the  rising  morn. 

5  Sing,  0  sing,  ye  heirs  of  glory ; 
Shout  your  triumph  as  you  go ; 
?iion's  gates  will  open  for  you. 

You  shall  find  an  entrance  through. 
686 


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HEAVEN. 

1150  What  must  it  be  to  be  there?  8s. 
E  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  blest, 

That  country  so  bright  and  so  fair, 
And  oft  are  its  glories  confessed, 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ? 

2  We  speak  of  its  pathways  of  gold, 

Of  its  walls  decked  with  jewels  so  rare. 
Of  its  wonders  and  pleasures  untold, 
But  what  muslb  it  be  to  be  there  ? 

3  We  speak  of  its  freedom  from  sin, 

From  sorrow,  temptation  and  care, 
From  trials  without  and  within, 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ? 

4  We  speak  of' its  service  of  love. 

The  robes  which  the  glorified  wear. 
The  Church  of  the  First-born  above, 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ? 

5  0  Lord,  in  this  valley  of  woe. 

Our  spirits  for  heaven  prepare ; 
Then  shortly  we  also  shall  know 
And  feel  what  it  is  to  be  there. 

1151  Shall  we  know  each  other  there  f  Si*  &  7s. 

WHEN  we  hear  the  music  ringing 
In  the  bright  celestial  dome, 
When  sweet  angel  voices,  singing. 

Gladly  bid  us  welcome  home 
To  the  land  of  ancient  story, 

Where  the  spirit  knows  no  care, 
In  that  land  of  light  and  glory. 
Shall  we  know  each  other  there  ? 

2  When  the  holy  angels  meet  us. 
As  we  go  to  join  their  band. 
Shall  we  know  the  friends  that  gree/  us 
In  the  glorious  spiriMaud? 

687 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE  : 

Shall  we  see  the  same  eyes  shining 

On  us  as  in  days  of  yore  ? 
Shall  we  feel  their  dear  arms  twining 

Fondly  round  us  as  before  ? 

Yes,  my  earth-worn  soul  rejoices, 

And  my  weary  heart  grows  light. 
For  the  sweet  and  cheerful  voices, 

And  the  forms  so  pure  and  bright, 
That  shall  welcome  us  in  heaven. 

Are  the  loved  of  long  ago ; 
And  to  them  'tis  kindly  given. 

Thus  their  mortal  friends  to  know. 

0,  ye  weary,  sad,  and  tossed  ones, 

Droop  not,  faint  not  by  the  way; 
Ye  shall  join  the  loved  and  just  ones 

In  the  land  of  perfect  day. 
Harp-strings,  touched  by  angel  fingers. 

Murmured  in  ray  raptured  ear — 
Evermore  their  sweet  song  lingers — 

We  shall  know  each  other  there. 


1152  Happy  home.  8s  &  7s. 

'N  that  world  of  ancient  story, 
Where  no  storms  can  ever  come. 
Where  the  Saviour  dwells  in  glory, 
There  remains  for  us  a  home. 


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CHORUS. 

Happy  home,  happy  home, 
Jesus  bids  his  followers  come, 
To  that  land  of  bliss  and  glory. 
Our  happy,  happy  home. 

There  within  the  heavenly  mansions. 
Where  life's  river  flows  so  clear. 

We  shall  see  our  bless6d  Saviour, 
If  we  love  and  serve  him  here. 
688 


HEAVEN. 

3  There  with  holy  angels  dwelling, 

Where  the  ransomed  wander  free, 
Jesus'  praises  ever  telling, 
Sing  we  through  eternity. 

4  There  amid  the  shining  numbers, 

All  our  toils  and  labors  o'er, 
Where  the  Guardian  never  slumbers, 
We  shall  dwelt  for  evermore. 


1153  Almost  home.  6s  &  43 

S  it  a  long  way  off? 


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0,  no !  a  few  more  years, 
A  few  more  bitter  tears — 

We  shall  be  there. 
Sometimes  the  way  seems  long. 
Our  comforters  all  go. 
Woe  follows  after  woe. 

Care  after  care. 

0 !  brethren  dear,  how  weak, 
How  faint  and  weak  we  are ! 
Yet  Jesus  leads  us  far 
Through  tangled  ways 

Into  the  very  heart 
Of  this  dark  wilderness 
Where  dangers  thickest  press, 

And  Satan  strays. 

But  he  is  strong  and  wise. 
And  we,  his  children  blind, 
Must  trust  his  thoughtful  mind 

And  tender  care. 
So  gentle  is  his  love. 
We  may  be  sure  that  sight 
Would  show  us  all  is  right, 

And  answered  prayer. 
58  689 


I 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE; 

'Tis  no  uncertain  way 
We  tread,  for  Jesus  still 
Leads  with  unerring  skill 

Where'er  we  roam ; 
And  from  the  desert  wild 
Soon  shall  our  path  emerge, 
And  land  us  on  the  verge 

Of  our  dear  home.  '^^ 

1154-  -Z^'w  going  home.  6s  &  4s. 

AM  a  stranger  here ; 
No  home,  no  rest  I  see ; 
Not  all  earth  counts  most  dear 
Can  win  a  sigh  from  me. 

I  'm  going  home. 

2  Jesus,  thy  home  is  mine, 
And  I  thy  Father's  child ; 

With  hopes  and  joys  divine, 
The  world  's  a  dreary  wild. 

I  'm  going  home. 

3  Home !  0 !  how  soft  and  sweet, 
It  thrills  upon  the  heart ! 

Home !  where  the  brethren  meet, 
And  never,  never  part. 

I  'm  going  home. 

4  Home !  where  the  Bridegroom  takes 
The  purchase  of  his  love : 

Home!  where  the  Father  waits 
To  welcome  saints  above. 

I  'm  going  home. 

5  Yes!  when  the  world  looks  cold. 
Which  did  my  Lord  revile, 

A  lamb  within  the  fold, 
I  can  look  up  and  smile. 

I  'm  going  home. 
690 


HEAVEN. 

6  When  earth's  delusive  charms 

Would  snare  my  pilgrim  feet, 
I  fly  to  Jesus'  arms, 
And  yet  again  repeat, 

I  'm  going  home. 

7  When  breaks  each  mortal  tie 

That  holds  me  from  the  goal. 
This,  this  can  satisfy 

The  cravings  of  my  soul — 
I  'm  going  home. 

8  Ah !  gently,  gently  lead. 

Along  the  painful  way, 

Bid  every  word  and  deed. 

And  every  look  to  say, 

I  'm  going  home. 

1155  Strangers  and  pilgrims.  7s  &  6s. 

Hcb.  11  :  13. 

E  have  no  home  but  heaven ; 
A  pilgrim's  garb  we  wear ; 
Our  path  is  marked  by  changes, 

And  strewed  with  many  a  care ; 
Surrounded  with  temptation ; 

By  varied  ills  oppressed ; 
Each  day's  experience  warns  us 

That  this  is  not  our  rest. 
We  have  no  home  but  heaven ; 

Then,  wherefore  seek  one  here  ? 
Why  murmur  at  privation. 

Or  grieve  when  trouble  's  near  ? 
It  is  but  for  a  season 

That  we  as  strangers  roam, 
And  strangers  must  not  look  for 

The  comforts  of  a  home. 
We  have  no  home  but  heaven  ; 

We  want  no  home  beside; 
0,  God,  our  Friend  and  Father, 

Our  footsteps  thither  guide, 
691 


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PKESENT  AXD  FUTURE . 

Unfold  to  us  its  glory, 

Prepare  us  for  its  joy, 
Its  pure  and  perfect  friendship, 

Its  angel-like  employ. 

4  We  have  a  home  in  heaven : — 

How  cheering  is  the  thought! 
How  bright  the  expectations 

Which  God's  own  word  has  taught! 
With  eager  hearts  we  hasten 

The  promised  bliss  to  share ; 
We  have  no  home  but  heaven; — 

0,  would  that  we  were  there ! 

1156  Shall  we  e'er  forget  the  story  f  8s  &  7s. 

WHEN  we  reach  a  quiet  dwelling, 
On  the  strong  eternal  hills. 
And  our  praise  to  him  is  swelling. 

Who  the  vast  creation  fills ; 
When  the  paths  of  prayer  and  duty, 

And  affliction  all  are  trod, 
And  we  wake  to  see  the  beauty 
Of  our  Saviour  and  our  God : 

2  With  the  light  of  resurrection. 

When  our  changed  bodies  glow, 
And  we  gain  the  full  perfection 

Of  the  bliss  begun  below ; 
When  the  life  that  flesh  obscureth 

In  each  radiant  form  shall  shine. 
And  the  joy  that  aye  endureth, 

Flashes  forth  in  beams  divine : 

3  While  we  wave  the  palms  of  glory 

Through  the  long  eternal  years. 
Shall  we  e'er  forget  the  story 
Of  our  mortal  griefs  and  fears? 
692 


HEAVEN. 

Shall  we  e'er  forget  the  sadness, 
And  the  clouds  that  hung  so  dim, 

When  our  hearts  are  filled  with  gladness, 
And  our  tears  are  dried  by  him  ? 

4  Shall  the  memory  be  banished 

Of  his  kindness  and  his  care, 
When  the  wants  and  woes  are  vanished 

Which  he  loved  to  soothe  and  share  ? 
All  the  way  by  which  he  led  us, 

All  the  grievings  which  he  bore, 
All  the  patient  love  he  taught  us. 

Shall  we  think  of  them  no  more  ? 

5  Yes!  we  surely  shall  remember 

How  he  quickened  us  from  death — 
How  he  fanned  the  dying  ember 

AVith  his  Spirit's  glowing  breath. 
We  shall  read  the  tender  meaning 

Of  the  sorrows  and  alarms, 
As  we  trod  the  desert,  leaning 

On  his  everlasting  arms. 

6  And  his  rest  will  be  the  dearer 

When  we  think  of  weary  ways, 
And  his  light  will  seem  the  clearer 

As  we  muse  on  cloudy  days. 
0  'twill  be  a  glorious  morrow 

To  a  dark  and  stormy  day ! 
We  shall  recollect  our  sorrow 

As  the  streams  that  pass  away. 

1157  Beautiful  Zion.  8s,  6  lines. 

Paalm  50  :  2. 

BEAUTIFUL  Zion,  built  above- 
Beautiful  city,  that  I  love  ; 
Beautiful  gates  of  pearly  white, 
Beautiful  temple — God  its  light! 
He  who  was  slain  on  Calvary 
Opens  those  pearly  gates  to  me. 
'  693 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

Beautiful  heaven,  where  all  is  light; 
Beautiful  angels,  clothed  in  white; 
Beautiful  strains  that  never  tire. 
Beautiful  harps  through  all  the  choir: 
There  shall  I  join  the  chorus  sweet, 
Worshiping  at  the  Saviour's  feet. 

Beautiful  crowns  on  every  brow. 
Beautiful  palms  the  conquerors  show, 
Beautiful  robes  the  ransomed  wear, 
Beautiful  all  who  enter  there! 
Thither  I  press  with  eager  feet ; 
There  shall  my  rest  be  long  and  sweet. 

Beautiful  throne  for  Christ  our  King, 
Beautiful  songs  the  angels  sing, 
Beautiful  rest — all  wanderings  cease — 
Beautiful  home  of  perfect  peace ; 
There  shall  my  eyes  the  Saviour  see: 
Haste  to  this  heavenly  home  with  me ! 


1158  The  better  land.  P.  M. 

I  HEAR  thee  speak  of  the  better  land. 
Thou  callest  its  children  a  happy  band; 
Mother!  0  where  is  that  radiant  shore, 
Shall  we  not  seek  it,  and  weep  no  more  ? 
Is  it  where  the  flower  of  the  orange  blows. 
And  the  fire-flies  dance  in  the  myrtle  boughs  ? 
Not  there !  not  there ! 

2  Is  it  where  the  feathery  palm-trees  rise, 
And  the  date  grows  ripe  under  sunny  skies, 
Or,  'midst  the  green  islands  of  glittering  seas. 
Where  fragrant  forests  perfume  the  breeze. 
And  strange  bright  birds,  on  their  starry  wings, 
Bear  the  rich  hues  of  all  glorious  things  ? 
iNot  there !  not  there ! 
694 


HEAVEN. 

3  Is  it  far  away  in  some  region  old, 

Wliere  the  rivers  wander  o'er  sands  of  gold, 
And  the  burning  rays  of  the  rubies  shine, 
And  the  diamond  lights  up  the  secret  mine  ? 
And  the  pearl  glows  forth  from  the  coral  strand, 
Is  it  there,  sweet  mother,  that  better  land  ? 
Not  there !  not  there ! 

4  Eye  hath  not  seen  it,  my  gentle  boy, 
Ear  hath  not  heard  its  sweet  song  of  joy ! 
Dreams  can  not  picture  a  world  so  fair. 
Sorrow  and  death  may  not  enter  there, 
Time  may  not  breathe  on  its  fadeless  bloom, 
Far  beyond  the  clouds  and  beyond  the  tomb ! 

'T is  there!  'tis  there! 
1159  The  FatherlancL  9s  &  8s. 

THERE  is  a  place  where  my  hopes  are  stayed, 
My  heart  and  my  treasure  are  there ; 
Where  verdure  and  blossoms  never  fade, 
And  fields  are  eternally  fair. 

CHORUS. 

That  blissful  place  is  my  father-land; 

By  faith  its  delights  I  explore ; 
Come,  favor  my  flight,  angelic  band. 

And  waft  me  in  peace  to  the  shore. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  the  angels  dwell, 

A  pure  and  peaceful  abode ; 
The  joys  of  that  place  no  tongue  can  tell ; 
For  there  is  the  palace  of  God ! 

3  There  is  a  place  where  my  friends  are  gone 

Who  suffered  and  worshiped  with  me ! 
Exalted  with  Christ,  high  on  his  throne, 
The  King  in  his  beauty  they  see. 

4  There  is  a  place  where  I  hope  to  live 

When  life  and  its  labors  are  o'er, 
A  place  which  the  Lord  to  me  will  give, 
And  then  I  shall  sorrow  no  more. 
695 


PKESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

1160  The  former  things  arepassed  away.      4s  &  10s. 

Rev.  21 :  4. 
TVrO  sickness  ihere, 
W   No  weary  wasting  of  the  frame  away, 

No  fearful  shrinking  from  the  midnight  air, 
No  dread  of  summer's  bright  and  fervid  ray. 

2  No  hidden  grief, 

No  wild  and  cheerless  vision  of  despair. 

No  vain  petition  for  a  swift  relief, 
No  tearful  eye,  no  broken  hearts  are  there. 

3  Care  has  no  home 

Within  that  realm  of  ceasless  praise  and  song : 

Its  tossing  billows  break  and  melt  in  foam, 
Far  from  the  mansions  of  the  spirit-throng. 

4  No  parted  friends 

O'er  mournful  recollections  have  to  weep  ! 

No  bed  of  death  enduring  love  attends, 

To  watch  the  coming  of  a  pulseless  sleep. 

5  No  blasted  flower 

Or  withered  bud  celestial  gardens  grow  ! 

No  scorching  blast  or  fierce  descending  shower 
Scatters  destruction  like  a  ruthless  foe  ! 

6  No  battle-word 

Startles  the  sacred  host  with  fear  and  dread  ! 

The  song  of  peace,  Creation's  morning  heard, 
Is  sung  wherever  angel-minstrels  tread  ! 

7  Let  us  depart 

If  scenes  like  these  await  the  weary  soul ! 

Look  up,  thou  stricken  one  I   Thy  wounded  heart, 
Shall  bleed  no  more  at  sorrow's  stern  control  I 

8  With  faith  our  guide, 
White-robed  and  innocent,  to  lead  the  way, 

Why,  fear  to  plunge  in  Jordan's  rolling  tide. 
And  find  the  ocean  of  eternal  day  ! 

1161  That  beautiful  world.  P.  M. 

WE  'RE  going  home,  we  've  had  visions  bright 
Of  that  holy  land,  that  world  of  light, 
Where  the  long,  dark  night  of  time  is  past. 
And  the  morn  of  eternitj'^  dawns  at  last ; 
Where  the  wearj'  saint  no  more  shall  roam. 
But  dwell  in  a  happy,  peaceful  home  : 
Where  the  brow  with  sparkling  gems  is  crowned, 
And  the  waves  of  bliss  are  flowing  round. 
O,  that  beautiful  world  !  O,  that  beautiful  world  I 
696 


HEAVEN. 

2  We're  going  home,  we  soon  shall  be, 
AV'here  the  sky  is  clear,  and  all  are  free : 
Where  the  victor's  song  floats  o'er  the  plains, 
And  the  seraph's  anthems  blend  with  its  strains; 
Where  the  sun  rolls  down  its  brilliant  flood, 
And  beams  on  a  world  that  is  fair  and  good  ; 
Where  stars,  once  dimmed  at  nature's  doom, 
Will  ever  shine  o'er  the  new  earth's  bloom. 

O,  that  beautifal  world  !  O,  that  beautiful  world  ! 

3  'Mid  the  ransomed  throng,  'mid  the  seas  of  bliss, 
'Alid  the  holy  city's  gorgeou8ne.ss  ; 

'Mid  the  verdant  plains,  'mid  angels'  cheer, 

'Mid  the  saints  that  round  the  throne  appear ; 

Where  the  conqueror's  song,  as  it  sounds  afar. 

Is  wafted  on  the  ambrosial  air  ;  * 

Through  endless  years  we  then  shall  prove, 

The  worth  of  a  Saviour's  matchless  love. 

O,  that  beautiful  world  !  O,  that  beautiful  world. 

1 1 H2  Tlie  sun-bright  clime.  P.  M. 

HAVE  you  heard,  have  j'ou  heard  of  that  sun-bright 
Undimmcd  by  sorrow,  unhurt  by  time;      [clime, 
Where  age  hath  no  power  o'er  the  fadeless  frame — 
Where  the  eye  is  fire,  and  the  heart  is  flame — 
Have  you  heard  of  that  sun-bright  clime? 

2  A  river  of  water  gushes  there, 

'Mid  flowers  of  beauty  strangely  fair, 
And  a  thousand  wings  are  hovering  o'er 
The  dazzling  wave  and  the  golden  shore 
That  are  seen  in  that  sun-bnght  clime. 

3  Millions  of  forms,  all  clothed  in  white. 
In  garments  of  beauty,  clear  and  bright. 
There  dwell  in  their  own  immortal  bowers, 
'Mid  fadeless  hues  of  countless  flowers 

That  bloom  in  that  sun-bright  clime. 

4  Ear  hath  not  heard,  and  ej-e  hath  not  seen, 
Their  swelling  songs,  and  their  changeless  sheen  ; 
Their  ensigns  are  waving,  their  banners  unfurl, 
O'er  jasper  walls  and  gates  of  pearl. 

That  are  fixed  in  that  sun-bright  clime. 

5  But  far,  far  away  is  that  sinless  clime, 
Undimmcd  by  sorrow,  unhurt  by  time  ; 
Where,  amid  all  things  bright  and  fair,  is  given 
The  home  of  the  just,  and  its  name  is  heaven — 

The  name  of  tliat  sun-bright  clime. 
59  697 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE: 

1163  ^V^  'II  ^«  there  in  a  little  while.  P.  M. 

¥E  have  heard  of  that  bright,  that  holy  land, 
We  have  heard,  and  our  hearts  are  glad, 
For  we  are  a  lonely  pilgrim  band ; 

We  are  weary,  and  worn,  and  sad. 
They  tell  us  that  pilgrims  are  dwelling  there. 

No  more  are  they  called  homeless  ones, 
And  they  say  that  the  goodly  land  is  fair. 
Where  the  fountain  of  life  ever  runs. 

CHORUS. 

We  '11  be  there,  we  '11  be  there  in  a  little  while, 
And  we  '11  join  with  the  pure  and  blest, 

We  '11  all  have  the  palms,  the  robes,  the  crowns. 
And  we  '11  be  for  ever  at  rest. 

2  We  have  heard  of  the  palms,  therobes,  the  crowns, 
Of  that  silvery  band  in  white. 

Of  the  city  fair  with  its  golden  gates 

All  radiant  with  heavenly  light. 
We  have  heard  of  the  angels  there,  and  saints 

With  their  golden  harps,  how  they  sing, 
And  the  mount,  with  the  fruitful  tree  of  life, 

And  the  leaves  that  healing  bring. 

3  There  are  beautifnl  birds  in  the  bowers  green. 
Their  songs  are  blythe  and  sweet. 

Their  warbling  gushing  ever  new. 

The  angel  harpers  greet. 
We  '11  be  there,  we  '11  be  there  in  a  little  while. 

And  we  '11  join  with  the  pure  and  blest ; 
We  '11  all  have  the  palms,  the  robes,  the  crowns, 

And  we  '11  be  for  ever  at  rest. 

1164:  Shall  we  sing  in  heaven  f  P.  M. 

SHALL  we  sing  in  heaven  for  ever, 
Shall  we  sing? 
Shall  we  sing  in  heaven  for  ever, 
In  that  happy  land  ? 

698 


HEAVEN. 

Yes !  0,  yes !  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 
They  that  meet  shall  sing  for  ever, 
Far  beyond  the  rolling  river, 

Meet  to  sing,  and  love  for  ever, 
In  that  happy  land. 

2  Shall  we  know  each  other  ever. 

In  that  land  ? 
Shall  we  know  each  other  ever, 

In  that  happy  land? 
Yes!  0,  yes!  in  that  land,  that  happy  land. 
They  that  meet  shall  know  each  other. 
Far  beyond  the  rolling  river,  etc. 

3  Shall  we  sing  with  holy  angels 

In  that  land  ? 
Shall  we  sing  with  holy  angels 
In  that  happy  laud  ? 
Yes !  Q,  yes !  in  that  land,  that  happy  land. 
Saints  and  angels  sing  for  ever. 
Far  beyond  the  rolling  river,  etc. 

4  Shall  we  rest  from  care  and  sorrow. 

In  that  land  ? 
Shall  we  rest  from  care  and  sorrow. 

In  that  happy  land  ? 
Yes !  0,  yes !  in  that  land,  that  happy  land. 
They  that  meet  shall  rest  for  ever. 
Far  beyond  the  rolling  river,  etc. 

5  Shall  me  meet  our  dear,  lost  children. 

In  that  land  ? 
Shall  me  meet  our  dear,  lost  children, 

In  that  happy  land  ? 
Yes!  0,  yes!  in  that  land,  that  happy  land. 
Children  meet  and  sing  for  ever. 
Far  beyond  the  rolling  river,  etc. 

6  Shall  we  meet  our  Christian  parents. 

In  that  land  ? 
Shall  we  meet  our  Christian  parents. 
In  that  happy  land  ? 
699 


PRESENT  AND  FUTURE : 

Yes !  0,  yes !  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 
Parents  and  children  meet  together, 
Far  beyond  the  rolling  river,  etc. 

7  Shall  we  meet  our  faithful  teachers 

In  that  land  ? 
Shall  we  meet  our  faithful  teachers 

In  that  happy  land  ? 
Yes !  0,  yes !  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 
Teachers  and  scholars  meet  together. 
Far  beyond  the  rolling  river,  etc. 

8  Shall  we  ktiow  our  blessed  Saviour 

In  that  land  ? 
Shall  we  know  our  bless6d  Saviour 
In  that  happy  land  ? 
Yes!  0,  yes!  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 
We  shall  know  our  blessed  Saviour 
Far  beyond  the  rolling  river, 
Love  and  serve  him  there  for  ever, 
In  that  happy  land. 

1165  Behold  I  make  all  things  new.  P.M. 

Rev.  21  :  5. 

THAT  clime  is  not  like  this  dull  clime  of  ours  ; 
All,  all  is  brightness  there; 
A  sweeter  influence  breathes  around  its  flowers, 

And  a  benii^ner  air. 
No  calm  below  is  like  that  calm  above, 
No  region  here  is  like  that  realm  of  love ; 
Earth's  softest  spring  ne'er  shed  so  soft  a  light, 
Earth's  brightest  summer  never  shone  so  bright. 

2  That  sky  is  not  like  this  sad  sky  of  ours, 

Tinged  with  earth's  change  and  care  ; 
No  shadow  dims  it,  and  no  rain-cloud  lowers  ; 

No  broken  sunshine  there: 
One  everlasting  stretch  of  azure  pours 
Its  stainless  splendor  o'er  those  sinless  shores : 
For  there  Jehovah  shines  with  heavenly  ray, 
And  Jesus  reigns,  dispensing  endless  day. 

3  The  dwellers  there  are  not  like  those  of  earth, 

No  mortal  stain  they  bear  ; 
And  yet  they  seem  of  kindred  blood  and  birth  ; 
Whence  and  how  came  they  there? 
700 


HEAVEN. 

Earth  was  their  native  soil ;  from  sin  and  shame, 
Through  tribuhition,  they  to  glory  came; 
Bond-slaves  delivered  from  sin's  crushing  load, 
Brands  plucked  from  burning  by  the  hand  of  God. 

4  Yon  robes  of  theirs  are  not  like  those  below  ; 
No  angel's  half  so  bright: 
Whence  came  that  beauty,  whence  that  living  glow, 

And  whence  that  radiant  white? 
Washed  in  the  blood  of^the  atoning  Lamb, 
Fair  as  the  light  these  robes  of  theirs  became; 
And  now,  all  tears  wiped  off  from  every  e^'e, 
They  wander  where  the  freshest  pastures  lie. 

11G6  The  home  of  the  soul.  lis  &  5s. 

OH  where  can  the  soul  find  relief  from  its  foes? 
A  shelter  of  safety,  a  home  of  repose  ? 
Can  earth's  highest  summit,  or  deepest  hid  vale, 
Give  a  refuge,  nor  sorrow,  nor  sin  can  assail  ? 

No,  no  !  there  's  no  home  ! 
There  's  no  home  on  earth — the  soul  has  no  home. 

2  Shall  it  leave  the  low  earth,  and  soar  to  the  sky, 
And  seek  for  a  home  in  the  mansions  on  high  ! 

In  the  bright  realms  of  bliss  will  a  dwelling  be  given, 
And  the  soul  find  a  home  in  the  glory  of  heaven  ? 

Yes,  yes  I  there  's  a  home  I 
There 's  a  home  in  high  heaven — the  soul  has  a  home. 

3  O  I  holy  and  sweet  its  rest  shall  be  there  ! 

Free  for  ever  from  sin,  and  from  sorrow  and  caro; 
And  the  loud  hallelujahs  of  angels  shall  rise. 
To  welcome  the  soul  to  its  home  in  the  skies ! 

Home,  home  !  home  of  the  soul ! 
The  bosom  of  God  is  the  home  of  the  soul ! 


1167  Ever-green  mountains.  P.  M. 

THERE'S  a  land  faraway,  'mid  the  stars,we  are  told. 
Where  they  know  not  the  sorrows  of  time, 
Where  the  pure  waters  wander  through  valleys  of  gold, 

And  wiiere  life  is  a  treasure  eublime  ; 
'T  is  the  land  of  our  God — 't  is  the  home  of  the  soul. 

Where  the  ages  of  splendor  eternally  roll  : 
Where  the  way  weary  traveler  reaches  his  goal. 
On  the  ever-green  mountains  of  life. 

701 


TRESENT  AND  FUTURE. 

2  Here  our  gaze  can  not  soar  to  that  beautiful  land, 

But  our  visions  have  told  of  its  bliss, 
And  our  souls  by  the  gale  from  its  gardens  ai'c  fanned, 

When  we  faint  in  the  deserts  of  this; 
And  we  sometimes  have  longed  for  its  holy  repose, 

When  our  spirits  were  torn  with  temptation  and  woes, 
And  we  've  drank  from  the  tide  of  the  river  that  flows 

From  the  ever-green  mountains  of  life. 

3  O  the  stars  never  tread  the  blue  heavens  by  night, 

But  we  think  where  the  ransomed  have  trod, 
And  the  day  never  smiles  from  his  palace  of  light, 

But  wo  feel  the  bright  smiles  of  our  God. 
We  are  traveling  homeward  thro'  changes  and  gloom, 

To  a  kingdom  where  pleasures  unchangingly  bloom  ; 
And  our  guide  is  the  glory  that  shines  thro'  the  tomb 

From  the  ever-green  mountains  of  life. 

1168  Within  the  vail.  P.  M. 

Heb.  6 :  19. 

UPON  the  frontier  of  this  shadowy  land 
We,  pilgrims  of  eternal  sorrow,  stand : 
What  realm  lies  forward,  with  its  happier  store 
Of  forests  green  and  deep. 
Of  valleys  hushed  in  sleep. 
And  lakes  most  peaceful  ?     'T  is  the  land  of 
Evermore. 

2  Yery  far  off  its  marble  cities  seem — 
Very  far  off — beyond  our  sensual  dream — 

Its  woods,  unruffled  by  the  wild  wind's  roar: 

Yet  does  the  turbulent  surge 

Howl  on  its  very  verge. 
One  moment — and  we  breathe  within  the 
Evermore. 

3  They  whom  we  loved  and  lost  so  long  ago. 
Dwell  in  those  cities  far  from  mortal  woe — 

Haunt  those  fresh  woodlands,  whence  sweet  carroll- 
Eternal  peace  have  they :  [ings  soar. 

God  wipes  their  tears  away: 

They  drink  that  river  of  life  which  flows  for 
Evermore. 

4  Thither  we  hasten  through  these  regions  dim, 
But,  lo!  the  wide  wings  of  the  seraphim 

Shine  in  the  sunset!     On  that  joyous  shore 
Our  lightened  hearts  shall  know 
The  life  of  long  ago : 
The  sorrow-burdened  path  shall  fade  for 
Evermore. 

702 


HOME— THE  FAMILY. 

1169  No  night  in  heaven.  lOs. 

NO  night  shall  be  in  heaven  !  no  gathering  gloom 
Shall  o'er  that  glorious  landscape  ever  come  ; 
No  tears  shall  fall  in  sadness  o'er  those  flowers 
That  breathe  their  fragrance  through  celestial  bowers. 

2  No  night  shall  be  in  heaven !  no  dreadful  hour 
Of  mental  darkness,  of  the  tempter's  power — 
Across  these  skies  no  envious  clouds  sliall  roll, 
To  dim  the  sunlight  of  the  raptured  soul. 

3  No  night  shall  be  in  heaven.     Forbid  to  sleep, 
These  eyes  no  raore'their  mournful  vigils  keep; 
Their  fountains  dried  —  their  tears  all  wiped  away — 
They  gaze  undazzled  on  eternal  day. 

4  No  night  shall  be  in  heaven — no  sorrow's  reign; 
No  secret  anguish,  no  corporeal  pain; 

No  shivering  limbs,  no  burning  fever  there; 
No  soul's  eclipse,  no  winter  of  despair. 

5  No  night  shall  be  in  heaven,  but  endless  noon — 
No  fast  declining  sun,  no  waning  moon  : 

But  there  the  Lamb  shall  yield  perpetual  light, 
'Mid  pastures  green,  and  waters  ever  bright. 

HOME— THE  FAMILY. 

1170  I  will  make  there  an  altar  unto  God.       L.  M. 

Gen.  35 :  3. 

THOU  sovereign  Lord  of  earth  and  skies, 
Supremely  good,  supremely  wise  ; 
Fix  thou  the  place  of  our  abode ; 
But  may  we  still  live  near  to  God. 

2  Where'er  our  dwelling  shall  be  found, 
We  will  thy  throne  of  grace  surround ; 
An  altar  to  thy  name  will  raise, 
With  sacrifice  of  prayer  and  praise. 

3  With  faith  and  with  devotion,  Lord ! 
Teach  us  each  day  to  hear  thy  word: 
Grant  us  thy  light  to  learn  thy  will, 
And  strength  our  duties  to  fulfill. 

703 


HOME: 

4  Our  circles  with  thy  presence  bless; 
Keep  out  each  root  of  bitterness; 
And  may,  to  each,  the  last  remove 
Bo  to  the  mansions  of  thy  love. 

1171  The  happy  home.  C.  M. 

HAPPY  the  home,  when  God  is  there, 
And  love  fills  every  breast ; 
Where  one  their  wish,  and  one  their  prayer, 
And  one  their  heavenly  rest. 

2  Happy  the  home,  where  Jesus'  name 

Is  sweet  to  every  ear; 
Where  children  early  lisp  his  fame 
And  parents  hold  him  dear. 

3  Happy  the  home  where  prayer  is  beard, 

And  praise  is  wont  to  rise ; 
Where  parents  love  the  sacred  word, 
And  live  but  for  the  skies. 

4  Lord!  let  us  in  our  homes  agree, 

This  blessed  peace  to  gain ; 
Unite  our  hearts  in  love  to  thee, 
And  love  to  all  will  reign. 

1172  My  mothers  Bible.  C.  M.  D 

THIS  book  is  all  that 's  left  me  now, 
Tears  will  unbidden  start, 
With  faltering  heart  and  throbbing  brow, 

I  press  it  to  my  heart. 

For  many  generations  past, 

Here  is  our  family  tree  ; 

My  mother's  hand  this  Bible  clasped ; 

She  dying  gave  it  me. 

2  Ah !  well  do  I  remember  those 

Whose  name  these  records  bear; 
Who  round  the  hearth-stone  used  to  close, 
After  the  evening  prayer, 
704 


THE  FAMILY. 

And  tell  of  what  those  pages  said, 
In  terms  my  heart  would  thrill ! 

Though  they  are  with  the  silent  dead, 
Here  are  they  living  still. 

My  father  read  this  holy  book 

To  brothers,  sisters  dear ; 
How  calm  was  my  poor  mother's  look, 

Who  leaned  God's  word  to  hear. 
Her  angel  face — I  see  it  yet ! 

What  thronging  memories  come  ! 
Again  that  little  group  is  met, 

Within  the  walls  of  home. 

Thou  truest  friend  man  ever  knew, 

Thy  constancy  I  've  tried ; 
Where  all  were  false,  I  found  thee  true- 

i\ly  counselor  and  guide. 
The  mines  of  earth  no  treasures  give, 

That  could  this  volume  buy; 
In  teaching  me  the  way  to  live. 

It  taught  me  how  to  die. 


•o* 


1173  As  for  me  and  my  house,  etc.  S.  M. 

Josh.  24 :  15. 

IN  all  my  ways,  0  God ! 
I  would  acknowledge  thee ; 
And  seek  to  keep  my  heart  and  house 
From  all  pollution  free. 

2  Where'er  I  have  a  tent. 

An  altar  will  I  raise ; 
And  thither  my  oblations  bring 
Of  humble  prayer  and  praise. 

3  Could  I  my  wish  obtain. 

My  household,  Lord,  should  be    - 
Devoted  to  thyself  alone, 
A  nursery  for  thee. 
705 


G' 


HOME : 

1J74:  A  birth-day  hymn.  H.  M. 

!  OD  of  my  life,  to  thee 
My  cheerful  soul  I  raise, 
Thy 'goodness  bade  me  be. 

And  still  prolongs  my  days: 
I  see  my  natal  hour  return. 
And  bless  the  day  that  I  was  born. 

2  Though  but  a  child  of  earth, 

I  glorify  thy  name, 
From  whom  alone  my  birth, 

And  all  my  blessing  came ; 
Creating  and  preserving  grace 
Let  all  that  is  within  me  praise. 

3  My  soul,  and  all  its  powers. 

Thine,  wholly  thine  shall  be ; 
All,  all  my  happy  hours 

I  consecrate  to  thee  ; 
Whate'er  I  have,  whate'er  I  am, 
Shall  magnify  my  Maker's  name. 

4  Long  as  I  live  beneath. 

To  thee  0  let  me  live, 
To  thee  my  every  breath 

In  thanks  and  blessings  give  ; 
Me  to  thine  image.  Lord,  restore, 
And  I  shall  praise  thee  evermore. 

1 175        For  thy  name's  sake,  lead  me  etc.         8s  &  7s. 

Psalm  31  :  3. 

GENTLY,  Lord,  0  gently  lead  us 
Through  this  gloomy  vale  of  tears, 
Through  the  changes  thou  'st  decreed  us, 
Till  our  last  great  change  appears. 
0 !  refresh  us  with  ihy  blessing, 
0 !  refresh  us  with  thy  grace. 
May  thy  mercies  never  ceasing, 
Fit  us  for  thy  dwelling  place. 
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MORNING   HYMNS. 

2  When  temptation's  darts  assail  us, 

When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 
Let  thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 
Lead  us  in  thy  perfect  way. 

0 !  refresh  us  with  thy  blessing,  etc. 

3  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 
Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish. 
Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear. 

0!  refresh  us  with  thy  blessing,  etc. 

4  When  this  mortal  life  is  ended. 

Bid  us  in  thine  arms  to  rest. 
Till  by  angel  bands  attended, 
We  awake  among  the  blest. 

0 !  refresh  us  with  thy  blessing,  etc. 

5  Then,  0 !  crown  us  with  thy  blessing, 

Through  the  triumphs  of  thy  grace; 
Then  shall  praises  never  ceasing. 
Echo  through  thy  dwelling  place. 

0 !  refresh  us  with  thy  blessing,  etc. 


MORNING    HYMNS. 

1176  They  are  new  every  morning.  L.  M. 

Lam.  3 :  23. 

NEW  every  morning  is  the  love 
Our  wakening  and  uprising  prove ; 
Through  sleep  and  darkness  safely  brought, 
Restored  to  life,,  and  power,  and  thought. 

2  New  mercies,  each  returning  day, 
Hover  around  us  while  we  pray : 
New  perils  past,  new  sins  forgiven. 
New  thoughts  of  God,  new  hopes  of  heaven. 
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3  Old  friends,  old  scenes  will  lovelier  be 
As  more  of  heaven  in  each  we  see; 
Some  softening  gleam  of  love  and  prayer 
Shall  dawn  on  every  cross  and  care. 

4  Only,  0  Lord,  in  thy  dear  love, 
Fit  us  for  perfect  rest  above. 
And  keep  us  this,  and  every  day, 
To  live  more  nearly  as  we  pray.^ 


1177  Be  thou  their  arm  every  morning.  L.  M. 

Isaiah  33:  2. 


T  ORD  of  eternal  truth  and  might 


XJ  Ruler  of  nature's  changing  scheme ! 

Who  dost  bring  forth  the  morning  light, 

And  temper  noon's  effulgent  beam : 

2  Quench  thou  in  us  the  flames  of  strife, 
And  bid  the  heat  of  passion  cease ; 
From  perils  guard  our  feeble  life, 
And  keep  our  souls  in  perfect  peace. 


1178       I  have  set  the  Lord  always  before  me.         L.  M. 

Psalm  16 :  8. 

FORTH  in  thy  name,  0  Lord!  I  go, 
My  daily  labors  to  pursue ; 
Thee,  only  thee,  resolved  to  know 
In  all  I  think,  or  speak,  or  do. 

2  Thee  will  I  set  at  my  right  hand, 

Whose  eyes  mine  inmost  substance  see, 
And  labor  on  at  thy  command. 
And  offer  all  my  works  to  thee. 

3  For  thee  delightfully  employ 

Whate'er  thy  bounteous  grace  hath  given, 
And  run  my  course  with  constant  joy. 
And  closely  walk  with  thee  to  heaven. 
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MORNING   HYMNS. 

1179  Be  thou  in  the  fear  of  the  Lord,  etc.  L.  M. 

Prov.  23  :  17. 

GOD  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice 
The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And,  like  a  giant,  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies ! 
2  0,  like  the  sun  may  I  fulfill 

The  appointed  duties  of  the  day; 
With  ready  mind,  and  active  will, 

March  on  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 

1180  Burn  thereon  sweet  incense  every  morning.     L.  M. 

Exodus  30:  7. 

I  PRAISE  thy  name,  0  God  of  Light, 
For  rest  and  safety  through  the  night ; 
Beneath  thy  wing  securely  kept, 
I  closed  my  eyes  and  sweetly  slept. 

2  Redeemed  from  weariness,  I  rise     f  j)nA 
To  greet  the  light  with  cheerful  eyes ; 
And  with  the  birds  on  joyful  wing. 

My  soul  would  rise,  and  sweetly  sing. 

3  I  thank  thee.  Lord,  for  all  thy  care,    ; 
For  all  the  blessings  that  I  share — 

Life,  reason,  health,  and  home,  and  friends, 
And  every  gift  thy  goodness  sends. 

4  0  let  me  never,  never  cease 

To  cherish  trust  and  thankfulness : 
From  thee,  thou  Maker  of  my  frame. 
Each  undeserved  blessing  came. 

5  As  numberless  as  stars  of  heaven, 
Are  the  rich  bounties  thou  hast  given ; 
And  fresh  as  dews,  and  sweet  as  flowers, 
The  love  that  smiles  on  all  my  hours. 

6  0  let  me  to  thy  altar  bring 
A  pure  and  grateful  offering; 

And  let  my  thanks,  as  incense,  rise 
In  Christ,  a  pleasing  sacrifice. 
709 


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1181  A  morning  invocation.  L.  M. 

AWAKE,  my  soul !  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  course  of  duty  run ; 
Shake  oflf  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Wake,  and  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart! 
And  with  the  angels  bear  thy  part. 
Who,  all  night  long,  unwearied  sing 
Glory  to  the  eternal  King. 

3  Glory  to  thee,  who  safe  hast  kept, 
And  hast  refreshed  me,  while  I  slept : 
Grant,  Lord !   when  I  from  death  shall  wake, 

1  may  of  endless  life  partake. 

4  Lord !  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew ; 
Scatter  my  sins  as  morning  dew; 

Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

1182  S^  giveth  his  beloved  sleep.  C.  M. 

Psalm  127  :  2. 

LORD  of  my  life !  0  may  thy  praise 
Employ  my  noblest  powers. 
Whose  goodness  lengthens  out  my  days 
And  fills  the  circling  hours. 

2  While  many  spent  the  night  in  sighs, 

And  restless  pains  and  woes, 
In  gentle  sleep  I  closed  my  eyes, 
And  undisturbed  repose. 

3  0  let  the  same  Almighty  care 

My  waking  hours  attend  ; 
From  every  danger,  every  snare, 
My  heedless  steps  defend. 

4  Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll, 

And  guide  my  future  days; 
And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 
With  gratitude  and  praise. 
710 


MORNING  HYMNS. 

1183  -^»  ^Ae  morning,  etc.  C  M. 

Psalm  5 :  3. 

TO  thee  let  my  first  offerings  rise, 
Whose  sun  creates  the  day ; 
Swift  as  his  gladdening  influence  flies, 
And  spotless  as  his  ray. 

2  This  day  thy  favoTing  hand  be  nigh. 

So  oft  vouchsafed  before : 
Still  may  it  lead,  protect,  supply. 
And  I  that  hand  adore. 

3  If  bliss  thy  providence  impart, 

For  which,  resigned,  I  pray ; 
Give  me  to  feel  the  grateful  heart, 
And  thus  thy  love  repay. 

4  Afflictions  should  thy  love  intend, 

As  vice  or  folly's  cure, 
Patient  to  gain  that  glorious  end, 
May  I  the  means  endure ! 

5  Be  this  and  every  future  day 

Still  wiser  than  the  past, 
And  when  I  all  my  life  survey. 
May  grace  sustain  at  last. 

1184  -^  morning  without  clouds.  S.  M 

2  Sam.  23  :  4. 

lEE  how  the  rising  sun 
Pursues  his  shining  way; 
And  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  praise, 

With  every  brightening  ray. 
Thus  would  my  rising  soul 

Its  heavenly  parent  sing; 
And  to  its  great  Original 

An  humble  tribute  bring. 
0  may  I  grateful  use 

The  blessings  I  receive; 
And  ne'er  in  thought,  in  word,  or  deed. 
His  holy  Spirit  grieve. 
711 


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HOME : 

4  May  all  my  days  and  powers 
Be  sacred,  Lord,  to  thee : 
And  in  thy  presence  may  I  spend 
A  blest  eternity! 

1185  I  will  sing  of  thy  mercy  in  the  morning.       S.  M. 

Psalm  59:  IG. 

rPHE  morning  light  returns, 
JL   The  sun  begins  to  shine ; 
Now  let  our  souls  in  haste  arise, 
To  run  the  race  divine. 

2  We  praise  the  Father's  love. 

Who  kept  us  through  the  night; 
0  may  his  kindness  be  our  song. 
His  pleasure  our  delight. 

3  While  passing  through  this  day, 

Lord,  we  implore  thy  care. 
To  guide  us  on  the  heavenly  way. 
And  guard  from  every  snare. 

4  And  when  our  life  shall  close, 

0  may  it  be  in  peace ; 
May  we  lie  down  in  sweet  repose. 
And  wake  in  endless  bliss. 

1 186  ^y  voice  shalt  thou  hear  in  the  morning.        7s, 

Psalm  5  :  3. 

OW  the  shades  of  night  are  gone ; 
Now  the  morning  light  is  come ; 
Lord,  may  I  be  thine  to-day — 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 
Fill  my  soul  with  heavenly  light, 
Banish  doubt,  and  cleanse  my  sight; 
In  thy  service.  Lord,  to-day. 
Help  me  labor,  help  me  pray. 
Keep  my  haughty  passions  bound — 
Save  me  from  my  foes  around; 
Going  out  and  coming  in. 
Keep  me  safe  from  every  siu. 
712 


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MORNING   HYMNS. 

4  When  my  work  of  life  is  past, 
0  !  receive  me  then  at  last! 
When  I  reach  the  heavenly  shore, 
Night  of  sin  will  be  no  more. 

1187  Psalm  3:  5.  7s. 

THOU  that  dost  my  life  prolong. 
Kindly  aid  my  morning  song; 
Thankful  let  my  offerings  rise 
To  the  God  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Gently,  with  the  dawning  ray. 
On  my  soul  thy  beams  display ; 
Sweeter  than  the  smiling  morn, 
Let  thy  cheering  light  return. 

1188  The  Lord  God  is  a  Sun.  7s  &  3s. 

Psalm  84 :  11. 

JESUS,  Sun  of  Righteousness, 
Brightest  beam  of  love  divine, 
With  the  early  morning  rays 

Do  thou  on  our  darkness  shine, 
And  dispel  with  purest  light 
All  our  night! 

2  Like  the  sun's  reviving  ray. 

May  thy  love,  with  tender  glow. 
All  our  coldness  melt  away. 

Warm  and  cheer  us  forth  to  go. 
Gladly  serve  thee  and  obey 
All  the  day ! 

3  Thou,  our  only  Life  and  Guide  ! 

Never  leave  us  nor  forsake : 
In  thy  light  may  we  abide 

Till  the  eternal  morning  break — 
Moving  on  to  Zion's  hill 
Homeward  still ! 
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EVENING    HYMNS. 

1189  Hide  me  under  the  shadow  of  fhy  wings.      L.  M. 

Psalm  17:8. 

GLORY  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light : 
Keep  me,  0  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  thine  own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  which  I  this  day  have  done  ; 
That  Avith  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed ; 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Rise  glorious  at  thy  Judgment-day. 

4  0  let  my  soul  on  thee  repose. 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close ; 
Sleep,  which  shall  me  more  vigorous  make, 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

5  Be  thou  my  guardian  while  I  sleep. 
Thy  watchful  station  near  me  keep; 
My  heart  with  love  celestial  fill. 

And  guard  me  from  the  approach  of  ill. 

6  Lord,  let  my  soul  for  ever  share 
The  bliss  of  thy  paternal  care : 

'Tis  heaven  on  earth,  'tis  heaven  above, 
To  see  thy  face  and  sing  thy  love ! 

1190  I  will  lay  me  down  in  peace.  L.  M. 

Psalm  4:8. 

THUS  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on  ; 
Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days; 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known, 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 
714 


EVENIIfG  HYMNS. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 

And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past;  jM 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep ; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head ; 
While  well-appoii^ted  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 

My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound.       ! 

119 1  The  angel  of  the  Lord,  etc.  G.  M. 

Psalm  34  :  7. 

AND  now  another  day  is  gone, 
I  '11  sing  my  Maker's  praise ; 
My  comforts  every  hour  make  known 
His  providence  and  grace. 

2  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep ; 

Let  angels  guard  my  head; 
And  through  the  hours  of  darkness  keep 
Their  watch  around  my  bed. 

3  With  cheerful  heart  I  close  my  eyes, 

Since  thou  wilt  not  remove ; 
And  in  the  morning  let  me  rise, 
Rejoicing  in  thy  love. 

1192  Let  my  prayer  come  before  Ihe^,  etc.         C.  M. 

Psalm  141  :  2. 

BLEST  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song 
Like  holy  incense  rise ; 
Assist  the  offerings  of  my  tongue 
To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 
2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day,        . 
Thy  hand  was  still  my  guard;  | 

And  still,  to  drive  my  wants  away, 
Thy  mercy  stood  prepared. 
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3  Perpetual  blessings  from  above 

Encompass  me  around; 
But  0  how  few  returns  of  love 
Hath  my  Creator  found  ! 

4  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine, 

To  thy  dear  cross  I  flee ; 
And  to  thy  grace  my  soul  resign. 
To  be  renewed  by  thee. 

1193  ^<2  day  goeth  away,  C.  M. 

Jer.  6  :  4. 

HAIL,  tranquil  hour  of  closing  day! 
Begone,  disturbing  care; 
And  look,  my  soul,  from  earth  away, 
To  him  who  heareth  prayer. 

2  How  sweet  the  tear  of  penitence, 

Before  his  throne  of  grace, 
While,  to  the  contrite  spirit's  sense, 
He  shows  his  smiling  face. 

3  How  sweet,  through  long  remembered  years. 

His  mercies  to  recall ; 
And,  pressed  with  wants,  and  griefs,  and  fears, 
To  trust  his  love  for  all. 

4  How  sweet  to  look,  in  thoughtful  hope, 

Beyond  this  fading  sky, 
And  hear  him  call  his  children  up 
To  his  fair  home  on  high. 

5  Calmly  the  day  forsakes  our  heaven, 

To  dawn  beyond  the  west; 
So  let  my  soul,  in  life's  last  even. 
Retire  to  glorious  rest. 

1194  ^'i^  shadows  of  the  evening,  etc.         C.  M.  D. 

Jer.  6 :  4. 

THE  shadows  of  the  evening  hours 
Fall  from  the  darkening  sky ; 
Upon  the  fragrance  of  the  flowers 
The  dews  of  evening  lie : 
716 


EVENING  HYMNS. 

Before  thy  throne,  0  Lord  of  heaven, 

We  kneel  at  close  of  day ; 
Look  on  thy  children  from  on  high. 

And  hear  us  while  we  pray. 

The  sorrows  of  thy  servants,  Lord, 

0,  do  not  thou  despise ; 
But  let  the  incense  of  our  prayers 

Before  thy  mercy  rise ; 
The  brightness  of  the  coming  night 

Upon  the  darkness  rolls : 
With  hopes  of  future  glory  chase 

The  shadows  on  our  souls. 

Slowly  the  rays  of  daylight  fade  ; 

So  fade  within  our  heart 
The  hopes  in  earthly  love  and  joy. 

That  one  by  one  depart ; 
Slowly  the  bright  stars,  one  by  one, 

Within  the  heavens  shine ; 
Give  us,  0  Lord,  fresh  hopes  in  heaven 

And  trust  in  things  divine. 

Let  peace,  0  Lord,  thy  peace,  0  God, 

Upon  our  souls  descend  ; 
From  midnight  fears  and  perils,  thou 

Our  trembling  hearts  defend ; 
Give  us  a  respite  from  our  toil, 

Calm  and  subdue  our  woes; 
Through  the  long  day  we  suffer,  Lord, 

0,  give  us  now  repose ! 


1195  A^ojc  is  our  salvation  nearer^  etc.  S.  ]\L 

Rom.  13:  11. 

SWEETLY  solemn  thought. 
Comes  to  me  o'er  and  o'er; 
To-day,  I  'm  nearer  to  my  home 
Than  e'er  I  've  been  before. 
717 


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HOME : 

2  Nearer  my  Father's  house, 

Where  many  mansions  be, 
And  nearer  to  the  great  white  throne, 
Nearer  the  crystal  sea ; 

3  Nearer  the  bound  of  life, 

Where  falls  my  burden  down ; 

Nearer  to  where  I  leave  my  cross, 

And  where  I  gain  my  crown. 

4  Saviour,  confirm  my  trust, 

Complete  my  faith  in  thee; 
And  let  me  feel  as  if  I  stood 
Close  on  eternity ; 

5  Feel  as  if  now  my  feet 

Were  slipping  o'er  the  brink ; 
^  For  I  may  now  be  nearer  home, 
Much  nearer  than  I  think. 

1196  -He  that  keepest  Israel  shall  not  sleep.        S.  M. 

Psalm  121  :  4. 

NOTHER  day  is  past, 
The  hours  for  ever  fled; 
And  time  is  bearing  me  away, 
To  mingle  with  the  dead. 

2  My  mind  in  perfect  peace 

My  Father's  care  shall  keep ; 
I  yield  to  gentle  slumber  now. 
For  thou  canst  never  sleep. 

3  How  blessed,  Lord,  are  they, 

.  On  thee  securely  stayed! 
Nor  shall  they  be  in  life  alarmed. 
Nor  be  in  death  dismayed. 

1197  T^>'€  <Jfy  is  past  and  gone.  S.  M. 

THE  day  is  past  and  gone. 
The  evening  shades  appear; 
0  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 
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EYEXIXG  HYMNS. 

We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest; 
So  death  Avill  soon  disrobe  us  all 

Of  what  we  now  possess. 
Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night. 

Secure  from  every  fear, 
Beneath  the  pinions  of  thy  love, 

Till  morning^  light  appear. 
And  when  we  early  rise. 

To  view  the  unwearied  sun, 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize 

And  after  glory  run. 
And  when  our  days  are  past. 

And  we  from  time  remove, 
0  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest — 

The  bosom  of  thy  love. 


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1 198  The  evening  sacrifice.  7s,  6  lines 

Psalm  141  :  2. 

OW  from  labor  and  from  care 
Evening  shades  have  set  me  free. 
In  the  work  of  praise  and  prayer, 

Lord,  I  would  converse  with  thee; 
0,  behold  me  from  above, 
Fill  me  with  a  Saviour's  love. 
2  For  the  blessings  of  this  day, 
For  the  mercies  of  this  hour. 
For  the  gospel's  cheering  ray, 

For  the  Spirit's  quickening  power, 
Grateful  notes  to  thee  I  raise ; 
Lord !  accept  my  song  of  praise. 

1199  'S'o/%,  now,  the  light  of  day.  7s. 

SOFTLY,  now,  the  light  of  day 
Fades  upon  my  sight  away ; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free, 
Lord!  I  would  commune  with  thee. 
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2  Soon,  for  me,  the  light  of  day 
Shall  for  ever  pass  away ; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  me,  Lord !  to  dwell  with  thee. 

1200  Twilight.  7s  &  6s. 

THE  mellow  eve  is  gliding 
Serenely  down  the  west; 
So,  every  care  subsiding, 
My  soul  would  sink  to  rest. 

2  The  woodland  hum  is  ringing 

The  daylight's  gentle  close ; 
May  angels  round  me,  singing. 
Thus  hymn  my  last  repose. 

3  The  evening  star  has  lighted 

Her  crystal  lamp  on  high ; 
So,  when  in  death  benighted. 
May  hope  illume  the  sky. 

4  In  golden  splendor  dawning. 

The  morrow's  light  shall  break; 
0,  on  the  last  bright  morning 
May  I  in  glory  wake ! 

1201  Evening  aspiration.  P.  M. 
:0D  that  madest  earth  and  heaven^ 

Darkness  and  light ! 
Who  the  day  for  toil  hast  given, 

For  rest  the  night ! 
May  thine  angel  guards  defend  us, 
Slumber  sweet  thy  mercy  send  us. 
Holy  dreams  and  hopes  attend  us, 

This  livelong  night! 

1202  Saviour !  breathe  an  evening  blessing.      8s&7s. 

SAVIOUR !  breathe  an  evening  blessing. 
Ere  repose  our  eyelids  seal ; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing ; 
Thou  canst  save,  and  thou  canst  heal. 
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EVENING  HYMNS. 

2  Though  destruction  walk  arouud  us, 

Though  the  arrows  past  us  fly, 
Angel-guards  from  thee  surround  us— ^^' 
We  are  safe  if  thou  art  nigh. 

3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary. 

Darkness  can  not  hide  from  thee : 
Thou  art  he  who,  never  weary, 
Watcheth  where  thy  people  be. 

4  Should  swift  death  this  night  overtake  us, 

And  our  couch  become  our  tomb. 
May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us. 
Clad  in  bright  and  deathless  bloom. 

1203  Abide  with  us.  8s  &  7s. 

TARRY  with  me,  0  my  Saviour, 
For  the  day  is  passing  by ; 
See  the  shades  of  evening  gather. 
And  the  night  is  drawing  nigh. 

2  Many  friends  were  gathered  round  me 

In  the  bright  days  of  the  past;  t 

But  the  grave  has  closed  above  them,    ' 
And  I  linger  here  at  last. 

3  Deeper,  deeper  gr6w  the  shadows ; 

Paler  now  the  glowing  west ; 

Swift  the  night  of  death  advances ; 

Shall  it  be  the  night  of  rest  ? 

4  Feeble,  trembling,  fainting,  dying, 

Lord,  I  cast  myself  on  thee ; 
Tarry  with  me  through  the  darkness ! 
While  I  sleep,  still  watch  by  me. 

6  Tarry  with  me,  0  my  Saviour! 
Lay  my  head  upon  thy  breast 
Till  the  morning;  then  awake  me — 
Morning  of  eternal  rest! 
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1204-  While  I  was  musing.  8s&7s. 

Psalm  39 :  3. 

SILENTLY  the  shades  of  evening 
Gather  round  my  lowly  door; 
Silently  they  bring  before  me 
Faces  I  shall  see  no  more. 

2  0 !  the  lost,  the  unforgotten, 

Though  the  world  be  oft  forgot  j 
0 !  the  shrouded  and  the  lonely — 
In  our  hearts  they  perish  not. 

3  Living  in  the  silent  hours, 

Where  our  spirits  only  blend, 
They,  unlinked  with  earthly  trouble, 
We,  still  hoping  for  its  end. 

4  How  such  holy  memories  cluster, 

Like  the  stars  when  storms  are  past; 
Pointing  up  to  that  far  heaven 
.We  may  hope  to  gain  at  last. 

1205  Fleeting  moments.  8s  &  7s. 

EAINTLY  flow,  thou  falling  river, 
Like  a  dream  that  dies  away; 
Down  to  ocean  gliding  ever, 

Keep  thy  calm,  unruffled  way : 
Time  with  such  a  silent  motion, 
Floats  along  on  wings  of  air, 
To  eternity's  dark  ocean. 

Burying  all  its  treasure  there. 

2  Roses  bloom  and  then  they  wither; 

Cheeks  are  bright,  then  fade  and  die; 
Shapes  of  light  are  wafted  hither, 

Then,  like  visions,  hurry  by : 
Quick  as  clouds  at  evening  driven 

O'er  the  many-colored  west, 
Years  are  bearing  us  to  heaven — 
Home  of  happiness  and  rest. 
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1206  Sweet  it  is  to  trust  in  thee.        8s,  7s  &  7s. 

THROUGH  the  day  thy  love  hath  spared  us, 
Wearied,  we  lie  down  to  rest; 
>        Through  the  silent  watches  guard  us, 
Let  no  foe  our  peace  molest. 
Father  !  thou  our  guardian  be  ; 
Sweet  it  is  ta  trust  in  thee. 

2  Wandering  in  the  land  of  strangers. 
Dwelling  in  the  midst  of  foes, 
Us  and  ours  preserve  from  dangers: 
In  thy  love  we  all  repose. 

Father !  thou  our  guardian  be ; 
Sweet  it  is  to  trusf  in  thee. 

1207  ^  child's  prayer.  8s  &  7s. 

JESUS,  tender  Shepherd,  hear  me ; 
Bless  thy  little  lamb  to-night: 
Through  the  darkness  be  thou  near  me ; 
Keep  me  safe  till  morning  light. 

2  All  this  day  thy  hand  has  led  me. 

And  I  thank  thee  for  thy  care ; 
Thou  hast  clothed  me,  warmed  me,  fed  me, 
Listen  to  my  evening  prayer! 

3  May  my  sins  be  all  forgiven ; 

Bless  the  friends  I  love  so  well ; 
Take  me,  when  I  die,  to  heaven, 
Happy  there  with  thee  to  dwell. 

1208  -^i  peace  with  all  the  world,  etc.        10s  &  6s. 

THE  day  is  ended.     Ere  I  sink  to  sleep, 
My  weary  spirit  seeks  repose  in  thine  ; 
Fatlier  !  forgive  my  trespasses,  and  keep 
This  little  lil'e  of  mine. 

2  With  loving  kindness  curtain  thou  my  bed, 
And  cool  in  rest  my  burning  pilgrim  feet ; 
Th^"  pardon  be  the  pillow  for  my  head — 
So  shall  my  sleep  he  sweet. 

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3  At  peace  with  all  the  Avorhl,  dear  Lord,  and  thee, 
No  fears  my  soul's  unwavering  faith  can  shake; 
AH  's  well,  whichever  side  the  grave  for  mo 
The  morning  light  may  break  1 

1209  I  will  sing  of  the  mercies,  etc.  10s  &  4s. 

EATHER  supreme !  thou  high  and  holy  Oue ! 
To  thee  we  bow ; 
Now,  when  the  burden  of  the  day  is  gone, 
Devoutly,  now. 

2  From  age  to  age  unchanging,  still  the  same 

All-good  thou  art; 
Hallowed  for  ever  be  thy  reverend  name 
In  every  heart ! 

3  When  the  glad  morn  upon  the  hills  was  spread, 

Thy  smile  was  there ; 
Now,  as  the  darknegs. gathers  overhead. 
We  feel  thy  care. 

4  Night  spreads  her  shade  upon  another  day 

For  ever  past ; 
So,  o'er  our  faults,  thy  love,  we  humbly  pray, 
A  vail  may  cast. 

5  Silence  and  calm,  o'er  hearts  by  earth  distrest, 

Now  sweetly  steal ; 
So  every  fear  that  struggles  in  the  breast 
Shall  faith  conceal. 

6  Thou,  through  the  dark,  wilt  watch  above  our 

With  eye  of  love ;  [sleep 

And  thou  wilt  wake  us,  when  the  sunbeams  leap 
The  hills  above. 

7  0,  may  each  heart  its  gratitude  express 

As  life  expands. 
And  find  the  triumph  of  its  happiness 
In  thy  commands ! 
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1210  Fading,  still  fading.  P.  M. 

FADING,  still  fading,  the  last  beam  is  shining  ; 
Father  in  heaven  I  the  day  is  declining; 
Safety  and  innocence  flee  with  the  light, 
Temptation  and  danger  walk  forth  with  the  night;* 
From  the  fall  of  the  shade  till  the  morning  bells  chime, 
Shield  us  from  danger  and  keep  us  from  crime  ! 
Father!  have  mercy,  thro'  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord!  Amen  ! 
2  Father  in  heaven  !  O,  liear  when  we  call, 
Hear  for  Christ's  sake,  who  is  Saviour  of  all ! 
Feeble  and  fainting,  we  trust  in  thy  might ; 
In  doubting  and  darkness,  thy  love  be  our  light  I 
Let  us  sleep  on  thy  breast  while  the  night  taper  burns, 
Wake  in  thy  arms  when  morning  returns. 
Father  !  have  mercy,  thro'  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord !  Amen! 

YOUTH  AND  AGE. 

1211  Sy  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill.  C.  M. 
►Y  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

How  fair  the  lily  grows  ! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill, 

Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose ! 
Lo !  such  the  child,  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod, 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 

Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 
By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill. 

Must  shortly  fade  away. 
And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age. 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power, 

And  stormy  passions  rage. 

0,  thou  who  givest  life  and  breath, 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age  and  death, 

To  keep  us  still  thine  own. 
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1212  -A-  child's  prayer.  C.  M, 

DEAR  Jesus  !  ever  at  ray  side, 
How  loving  must  thou  be, 
*To  leave  thy  home  in  heaven,  to  guard 
A  little  child  like  me. 

2  Thy  beautiful  and  shining  face 

I  see  not,  though  so  near; 
The  sweetness  of  thy  soft  low  voice 
I  am  too  deaf  to  hear. 

3  I  can  not  feel  thee  touch  my  hand 

With  pressure  light  and  mild, 
To  check  me,  as  my  mother  did 
When  I  was  but  a  child. 

4  But  I  have  felt  thee  in  my  thoughts. 

Fighting  with  sin  for  me ; 
And  when  my  heart  loves  God,  I  know 
The  sweetness  is  from  thee. 

5  And  when,  dear  Saviour !  I  kneel  down, 

Morning  and  night,  to  prayer. 

Something  there  is  within  my  heart 

Which  tells  me  thou  art  there. 

6  Yes !  when  I  pray,  thou  prayest  too — 

Thy  prayer  is  all  for  me  ; 
But  when  I  sleep,  thou  sleepest  not, 
But  w^atchest  patiently. 

1213  Out  of  the  mouth  of  babes.  C.  M. 

Psalm  8  :  2. 

COME,  let  US  join  the  hosts  above, 
Now  in  our  youngest  days. 
Remember  our  Creator's  love, 
And  lisp  our  Father's  praise. 
2  His  majesty  will  not  despise 
The  day  of  feeble  things ; 
Grateful  the  songs  of  children  rise. 
And  please  the  King  of  kings. 
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YOLTil  AXD  AGE. 

3  He  loves  to  be  remembered  tbus, 

And  honored  for  his  grace ; 
Out  of  the  mouth  of  babes  likes  us, 
His  wisdom  perfects  praise. 

4  Glory  to  God,  and  praise,  and  power. 

Honor  and  thanks  be  given ! 
Children  and  cherubim  adore 
The  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven. 

1214  Lead  us  notinto  temptation.  CM. 

Matt.  6 :  13. 

WHILE  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth, 
I  run  secure  and  free ! 
0  let  thy  blessed  word  of  truth, 
My  guide  and  counsel  be. 

2  If  near  the  tempter's  wily  snare 

In  heedlessness  I  tread  ; 
0  be  thy  kind  protecting  care, 
To  save  me  overspread. 

3  Thus  o'er  my  life  let  mercy  move, 

And  guide  my  feet  the  way 
That  leads  me  to  thy  throne  above — 
To  everlasting  day. 

1215  Remember  thy  Creator,  etc.  C.  M.  D. 

Eccl.  12:  1. 

YE  joyous  ones,  upon  whose  brow 
The  light  of  youth  is  shed, 
O'er  whose  glad  path  life's  early  flowers 

In  glowing  beauty  spread ; 
Forget  not  him  whose  love  hath  poured 

Around  that  golden  light, 
And  tinged  those  opening  buds  of  hope 
With  hues  so  softly  bright. 
2  Thou  tempted  one,  just  entering 
Upon  enchanted  ground, 
Ten  thousand  snares  are  spread  for  thee. 
Ten  thousand  foes  surround : 
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A  dark  and  a  deceitful  band, 

Upon  thy  path  they  lower; 
Trust  not  thine  own  unaided  strength 

To  save  thee  from  their  power. 

3  Thou  whose  yet  bright  and  joyous  eye 

May  soon  be  dimmed  with  tears,  ■ 
To  whom  the  hours  of  bitterness 

Must  come  in  coming  years ; 
Teach  early  thy  confiding  eye 

To  pierce  the  cloudy  screen, 
To  look  above  the  storms,  where  all 

Is  holy  and  serene. 

1216       Happy  is  the  man  that  findeth  xcisdom.        C.  M. 

Prov.  3  :  13. 

CHAPPY  is  the  man  who  hears 
Instruction's  warning  voice; 
And  who  celestial  wisdom  makes 
llis  early,  only  choice. 

2  For  she  has  treasure  greater  far 

Than  east  or  west  unfold, 

And  her  reward  is  more  secure 

Than  all  the  gain  of  gold. 

3  In  her  right  hand  she  holds  to  view 

A  length  of  happy  years; 
And  in  her  left  the  prize  of  fame 
And  honor  bright  appears. 

4  She  guides  our  youth  with  innocence 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread; 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoary  head. 

5  According  as  her  labors  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

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YOUTH  AND  AGE. 

1217  The  ChUd  Jesus.  S.M. 

Luke  2 :  27. 

AIL,  gracious,  heavenly  Prince  ! 
To  thee  let  children  fly: 
And  on  thy  kindest  providence, 
0  may  we  all  rely. 

2  Jesus  will  take  the  young 

Beneath  his  special  care ; 
And  he  will  keep  their  youthful  days 
From  every  woe  and  snare. 

3  He  knows  their  tender  frame, 

Nor  will  their  youth  contemn ; 
For  he  a  little  child  became, 
To  love  and  pity  them. 

4  Nor  does  he  now  forget 

His  youthful  days  on  earth : 
Nor  would  we  ever  cease  our  praise 
For  the  Redeemer's  birth. 

1218  From  my  youth  vp.  8s  &  7s. 

Matt.  19  :  20. 

LORD,  a  little  band,  and  lowly. 
We  are  come  to  sing  to  thee ; 
Thou  art  great,  and  high,  and  holy, 
0  how  solemn  should  we  be! 

2  Fill  our  hearts  with  thoughts  of  Jesus, 

And  of  heaven,  where  he  is  gone; 
And  let  nothing  ever  please  us 
He  would  grieve  to  look  upon. 

3  For  we  know  the  Lord  of  glory 

Always  sees  what  children  do, 
And  is  writing  now  the  story 
Of  our  thoughts  and  actions  too. 

4  Let  our  sins  be  all  forgiven ; 

Make  us  fear  whate'er  is  wrong; 
Lead  us  on  our  way  to  heaven, 
There  to  sing  a  nobler  song. 
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12 19  Give  me  thy  heart.  8s  &  7s. 

TAKE  my  heart,  0  Father!  mold  it 
In  obedience  to  thy  will; 
And  as  ripening  years  unfold  it, 
Keep  it  true  and  childlike  still. 

2  Father,  keep  it  pure  and  lowly, 

Strong  and  brave,  yet  free  from  strife. 
Turning  from  the  paths  unholy 
Of  a  vain  or  sinful  life. 

3  Ever  let  thy  might  surround  it ; 

Strengthen  it  with  power  divine; 
Till  thy  cords  of  love  have  bound  it. 
Father,  wholly  unto  thine. 

1220  I  think  when  I  read  that  sweet  story,  etc.  lls&8s. 

I  THINK  when  I  read  that  sweet  story  of  old, 
When  Jesus  was  here  among  men, 
How  he  called  little  children  as  lambs  to  his  fold, 

I  should  like  to  have  been  with  them  then. 
I  wish  that  his  hands  had  been  placed  on  my  head. 

That  his  arm  had  been  thrown  around  me, 
And  that  I  might  have  seen  his  kind  look  when  he  said, 
"  Let  the  little  ones  come  unto  me." 

2  Yet  still  to  his  footstool  in  prayer  I  may  go. 

And  ask  for  a  share  in  his  love  ; 
And  if  I  thus  earnestly  seek  him  below, 

I  shall  see  him  and  hear  him  above — 
In  that  beautiful  place  he  is  gone  to  prepare 

For  all  who  are  washed  and  forgiven  ; 
And  many  dear  children  are  gathering  tnere — 

"  For  of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven." 

3  But  thousands  and  thousands  who  wander  and  fall, 

Never  heard  of  that  heavenly  home; 
I  should  like  them  to  know  there  is  room  for  them  all, 

And  that  Jesus  has  bid  them  to  come  ; 
I  long  for  the  joy  of  that  glorious  time, 

The  sweetest,  and  brightest,  and  best, 
When  the  dear  little  children  of  every  clime 

Shall  crowd  to  his  arms  and  be  blessed. 

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1221  Thy  sun  shall  no  more  go  down.     L.  M.  6  lines, 

Isaiah  50 :  20. 

AT  evening  time,  when  day  is  done, 
Life's  little  day  is  near  its  close, 
And  all  the  glare  and  heat  are  gone, 
And  gentle  dews  foretell  repose — 
To  crown  my  faith  before  the  night, 
At  evening  time  let  there  be  light. 

2  At  evening  time  when  labor  's  past. 

Though  storms  and  toils  have  marred  my  day, 
Mercy  has  tempered  every  blast, 

And  love  and  hope  have  cheered  the  way : 
Now  let  the  parting  hour  be  bright ; 
At  evening  time  let  there  be  light. 

3  God  doth  send  light  at  evening  time. 

And  bid  the  fears,  the  doubtings,  flee. 

1  trust  his  promises  sublime ; 

His  glory  now  is  risen  on  me ; 
His  full  salvation  is  in  sight ; 
At  evening  time  there  now  is  light. 

1222  -^i  evening  there  shall  be  light.  C.  M.  D, 

Zech.  14 :  7. 

OUR  pathway  oft  is  wet  with  tears, 
Our  sky  with  clouds  o'ercast, 
And  worldly  cares  and  worldly  fears 

Go  with  us  to  the  last ; — 
Not  to  the  last !  God's  word  hath  said, 

Could  we  but  read  aright: 
0  pilgrim !  lift  in  hope  thy  head — 
At  eve  it  shall  be  light ! 

2  Though  earth-born  shadows  now  may  shroud 

Our  toilsome  path  awhile,  f 

God's  blessed  word  can  part  each  cloud, 
And  bid  the  sunshine  smile. 
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If  we  but  trust  in  living  faith, 

His  love  and  power  divine, 
Then,  though  our  sun  may  set  in  death, 

His  light  shall  round  us  shine. 
3  When  tempest-clouds  are  dark  on  high, 

His  bow  of  love  and  peace 
Shines  beauteous  in  the  vaulted  sky — 

A  pledge  that  storms  shall  cease. 
Then  keep  we  on  with  hope  unchilled. 

By  faith  and  not  by  sight. 
And  Ave  shall  own  his  word  fulfilled — 

At  eve  it  shall  be  light. 

1223  When  I  am  old — forsake  me  not.  C.  M. 

Psalm  71  :  18. 

GOD  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth, 
The  Guide  of  all  my  days, 
I  have  declared  thy  heavenly  truth. 
And  told  thy  wondrous  ways. 

2  Wilt  thou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs, 

And  leave  my  fainting  heart  ? 
Who  shall  sustain  my  sinking  years. 
If  God,  my  strength,  depart  ? 

3  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 

To  the  surviving  age,  ^ 

And  leave  a  savor  of  thy  name        ^  ' 
When  I  shall  quit  the  stage. 

4  The  land  of  silence  and  of  death 

Attends  my  next  remove  ; 
0,  may  these  poor  remains  of  breath 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love. 

1224  Watch  and  pray.  C.  H.  M. 
0  watch  and  pray;  thou  canst  not  tell 

How  near  thine  hour  may  be ; 
Thou  canst  not  know  how  soon  the  bell 
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YOUTH  AND  AGE 

Death's  countless  snares  beset  thy  way ; 
Frail  child  of  dust,  go  watch  and  pray. 

2  Fond  youth,  while  free  from  blighting  care, 

Does  thy  firm  pulse  beat  high  ? 
Do  hope's  glad  visions,  bright  and  fair, 

Dilate  before  thine  eye  ? 
Soon  these  must  change,  must  pass  away; 
Frail  child  of  dust,  ^o  watch  and  pray. 

3  Thou  aged  man,  life's  wintry  storm 

Ilath  seared  thy  vernal  bloom; 
With  trembling  limbs,  and  wasting  form, 

Thou  'rt  bending  o'er  thy  tomb ; 
And  can  vain  hope  lead  thee  astray  ? 
Go,  weaiy  pilgrim,  watch  and  pray. 

4  Ambition,  stop  thy  panting  breath: 

Pride,  sink  thy  lifted  eye  ! 
Behold  the  caverns,  dark  with  death, 

Before  you  open  lie : 
The  heavenly  warning  now  obey ; 
Ye  sons  of  pride,  go  watch  and  pray. 

1225  Thou  art  my  trust  from  my  youth.        C.  P.  M. 

Psalm  71  :  5. 

TIIY  mercy  heard  my  infant  prayer. 
Thy  love,  with  all  a  mother's  care, 
Sustained  my  childish  days ; 
Thy  goodness  watched  my  ripening  youth, 
And  formed  my  heart  to  love  thy  truth, 
And  filled  my  lips  with  praise. 

2  Then  e'en  in  age  and  grief,  thy  name 
Shall  still  my  languid  heart  inflame, 

And  bow  my  faltering  knee : 
0  !  yet  this  bosom  feels  the  fire. 
This  trembling  hand  and  drooping  lyre 
Have  yet  a  strain  for  thee !        "^  'l'=>W 
^'  '733 


HOME: 

3  Yes !  broken,  tuneless,  still,  0  Lord, 
This  voice  transported  shall  record 

Thy  goodness,  tried  so  long; 
Till,  sinking  slow,  with  calm  decay, 
Its  feeble  murmurs  melt  away 

Into  a  seraph's  song. 

1226  Only  waiting.  8s&7s. 

ONLY  waiting  till  the  shadows 
Are  a  little  longer  grown ; 
Only  waiting  till  the  glimmer 

Of  the  day's  last  beam  is  flown ; 
Till  the  night  of  earth  is  faded 

From  the  heart  once  full  of  day ; 
Till  the  stars  of  heaven  are  breaking 
Through  the  twilight  soft  and  gray. 

2  Only  waiting  till  the  reapers 

Have  the  last  sheaf  gathered  home ; 
For  the  summer  time  is  faded, 

And  the  autumn  winds  have  come. 
Quickly,  reapers,  gather  quickly 

The  last  ripe  hours  of  my  heart, 
For  the  bloom  of  life  is  withered, 

And  I  hasten  to  depart. 

3  Only  waiting  till  the  shadows 

Are  a  little  longer  grown ; 
Only  waiting  till  the  glimmer 

Of  the  day's  last  beam  is  flown ; 
Then,  from  out  the  gathered  darkness, 

Holy,  deathless  stars  shall  rise. 
By  whose  light  my  soul  shall  gladly 

Tread  its  pathway  to  the  skies. 

1227  Abide  with  me.  lOs. 

ABIDE  with  me  !  fast  falls  the  eventide; 
The  darkness  thickens;  Lord  !  with  mo  abide! 
When  other  helpers  fail,  and  comforts  flee, 
llelp  of  the  helpless  !  O  abide  with  me  ! 

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YOUTH  AND  AGE. 

2  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day; 
Earth's  joys  grow  dim,  its  glories  pass  away; 
Change  and  decay  in  ail  around  I  see ; 

O  thou  who  changest  not!  abide  with  me. 

3  I  need  thy  presence  every  passing  houi*; 

What  but  thy  grace  can  foil  the  tempter's  power? 
Who  like  thyself  my  guide  and  stay  can  be  ? 
Through  cloud  and  sunshine,  O  abide  with  me  I 

4  Hold  thou  thy  cross  before  my  closing  eyes  ; 
Shine  through  the  gloom,  and  point  me  to  the  skies; 
Heaven's  morning  breaks,  and  earth's  vain  shadows 
In  life,  in  death,  O  Lord!  abide  with  rae.  [flee  ; 

1228  Come  unto  me.  lis  &  lOs. 

COME  unto  me,  when  shadows  darkly  gather, 
When  the  sad  heart  is  weary  and  distrest, 
Seeking  for  comfort  from  your  heavenly  Father, 
Come  unto  mo,  and  I  will  give  you  rest ' 

2  Ye  who  have  mourned  when  the  spring  flowers  were 

taken. 
When  the  ripe  fruit  fell  richly  to  the  ground, 
When  the  loved  slept,  in  brighter  homes  to  waken, 
Whore  their    pale    brows    with    spii'it-wreaths   are 

crowned. 

3  Large  are  the  mansions  in  thy  Father's  dwelling. 
Glad  are  the  homes  that  sorrows  never  dim ; 

Sweet  are  the  harps  in  holy  music  swelling. 

Soft  ai'o  the  tones  which  raise  the  heavenly  hymn. 

4  There,  like  an  Eden,  blossoming  in  gladness. 
Bloom  the  fair  flowers  the  earth  too  rudely  pressed  ; 

Come  unto  me,  all  ye  who  droop  in  sadness. 
Come  unto  me,  and  I  will  give  you  rest. 

1229  For  old  age.  8s  &  7s. 

GRACIOUS  Source  of  every  blessing! 
Guard  our  breast  from  anxious  fears; 
Let  us,  each  thy  care  possessing, 
Sink  into  the  vale  of  years. 
2  All  our  hopes  on  thee  reclining, 
Peace  companion  of  our  way, 
]\fay  our  sun,  in  smiles  declining. 
Rise  in  everlasting  day. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS: 

TIMES   AND    SEASONS— SEED-TIME    AND 
HARVEST. 

1230  Seed-time  and  harvest.  L.  M. 

ETERNAL  Source  of  every  joy, 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 
Whose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  The  flowery  spring  at  thy  command 
Embalms  the  air  and  paints  the  land; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigor  shine. 
To  raise  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine. 

3  Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores, 
And  winters,  softened  by  thy  care. 

No  more  a  face  of  horror  wear. 

4  Seasons  and  months,  and  weeks  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise  ; 

Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid 
With  opening  light  and  evening  shade ! 

6  0  !  may  our  more  harmonious  tongues 
In  worlds  unknown  pursue  the  songs ; 
And  in  those  brighter  courts  adore. 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more ! 

J 23 1  Psalm  Ul.  CM. 

WITH  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 
Address  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
Over  the  heaven's  he  spreads  his  cloud. 
And  waters  vail  the  sky. 

2  He  sends  his  showers  of  blessings  down 
To  cheer  the  plains  below ; 
He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown, 
And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 
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SEEDTIME  AND  HARVEST. 

3  His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year ; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race, 
And  wintery  days  appear. 

4  His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 

Descend  and  clothe  the  ground ; 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 

5  He  sends  his  word,  and  melts  the  snow, 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn  ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow. 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 

6  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 

Obey  his  mighty  word  ; 
With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud. 
Praise  ye  the  sovereign  Lord. 

1232      Thou  crownest  tlie  year  with  thy  goodness.     C.  M. 

Psalm  65 :  3. 

FOUNTAIN  of  life,  and  God  of  love! 
How  rich  thy  bounties  are ! 
The  rolling  seasons,  as  they  move, 
Proclaim  thy  constant  care. 

2  When  in  the  bosom  of  the  earth 

The  sower  hid  the  grain. 
Thy  goodness  marked  its  secret  birth, 
And  sent  the  early  rain. 

3  The  spring's  sweet  influence,  Lord,  was  thine, 

Its  mild,  refreshing  showers ; 
Thou  gavest  the  ripening  suns  to  shine, 
And  summer's  golden  hours. 

4  Thy  quickening  life,  for  ever  near, 

Matured  the  swelling  grain ; 
The  bounteous  harvest  crowns  the  year. 
And  plenty  fills  the  plain. 
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TIMES  AND  SEASONS: 

5  With  th«aiikful  hearts  we  trace  thy  way 
Through  all  our  smiling  vales; 
Thou,  by  whose  love,  uor  night  nor  day, 
Seed-time  nor  harvest,  fails ! 

1233  Psalm  126  :  G.  S.  M. 

THE  harvest  dawn  is  near, 
The  year  delays  not  long ; 
And  he  who  sows  with  many  a  tear, 
Shall  reap  with  many  a  song. 

2  Sad  to  his  toil  he  goes, 

His  seed  with  weeping  leaves ; 
But  he  shall  come,  at  twilight's  close. 
And  bring  his  golden  sheaves. 


1234:  ^^^^  God  of  harvest  praise. 

THE  God  of  harvest  praise ; 
In  loud  thanksgiving  raise 
Hand,  heart  and  voice ; 
The  valleys  smile  and  sing. 
Forests  and  mountains  ring. 
The  plains  their  tribute  bring. 
The  streams  rejoice. 

2  Yea,  bless  his  holy  name. 
And  purest  thanks  proclaim 

Through  all  the  earth ; 
To  glory  in  your  lot 
Is  duty — but  be  not 
God's  benefits  forgot. 

Amidst  your  mirth. 

3  The  God  of  harvest  praise  ; 
Hands,  hearts,  and  voices  raise. 

With  sweet  accord : 
From  field  to  garner  throng. 
Bearing  your  sheaves  along, 
And  in  your  harvest  song. 

Bless  ye  the  Lord. 
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6s&4s. 


SEED-TIME  AND  HARVEST. 

1235    The  little  hills  rejoice  on  every  side.       7s,  6  lines. 

Psaim  65 :  12. 

PRAISE,  aud  thanks,  and  cheerful  love, 
Rise  from  everything  below, 
To  the  mighty  One  above, 

Who  his  wondrous  love  doth  show : 
Praise  him,  each  created  thing ! 
God,  your  Maker ;  God  of  spring ! 

2  Praise  him,  trees  so  lately  bare  ; 

Praise  him,  fresh  and  new-born  flowers ; 
All  ye  creatures  of  the  air. 

All  ye  soft-descending  showers. 
Praise,  with  each  awakening  thing, 
God,  your  Maker ;  God  of  spring ! 

3  Praise  him,  man ! — thy  fitful  heart 

Let  this  balmy  season  move 
To  employ  its  noblest  part, 

Gentlest  mercy,  sweetest  love ; 
Blessing,  with  each  living  thing, 
God,  your  Father ;  God  of  spring ! 


1236  Harvest-Home.  7s,  double. 

COME,  ye  thankful  people,  come. 
Raise  the  song  of  Harvest-home ! 
All  is  safely  gathered  in. 
Ere  the  winter-storms  begin ; 
God,  our  Maker,  doth  provide 
For  our  wants  to  be  supplied ; 
Come  to  God's  own  temple,  come. 
Raise  the  song  of  Harvest-home  ! 

2  We  ourselves  are  God's  own  field, 
Fruit  unto  his  praise  to  yield; 
Wheat  and  tares  together  sown, 
Unto  joy  our  sorrow  grown : 
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TIMKS  AND  SEASUNS: 

First  the  blade,  and  then  the  ear, 
Then  the  full  corn  shall  appear: 
Lord  of  harvest,  grant  that  we 
Wholesome  grain  and  pure  may  be ! 

3  For  the  Lord  our  God  shall  come, 
And  shall  take  his  harvest  home! 
From  his  field  shall  purge  away 
All  that  doth  offend,  that  day ; 
Give  his  angels  charge  at  last 

In  the  fires  the  tares  to  cast, 
But  the  fruitful  ears  to  store 
In  his  garner  evermore. 

4  Then,  thou  Church  triumphant,  come. 
Raise  the  song  of  Harvest-home  ! 
All  are  safely  gathered  in, 

Free  from  sorrow,  free  from  sin ; 
There  for  ever,  purified. 
In  God's  garner  to  abide ; 
Come,  ten  thousand  angels,  come. 
Raise  the  glorious  Harvest-home  ! 

1237  Thy  paths  drop  fatness.  8s  &  4s. 

Psalm  65:  11. 

LORD  of  the  harvest !  thee  we  hail ; 
Thine  ancient  promise  doth  not  fail ; 
The  varying  seasons  haste  their  round, 
With  goodness  all  our  years  are  crowned ; 
Our  thanks  we  pay 
This  holy  day ; 
0,  let  our  hearts  in  tune  be  found ! 

2  If  spring  doth  wake  the  song  of  mirth ; 
If  summer  warms  the  fruitful  earth  ; 
When  winter  sweeps  the  naked  plain. 
Or  autumn  yields  its  ripened  grain ; 
Still  do  we  sing 
To  thee,  our  King ; 
Through  all  their  changes  thou  dost  reign. 
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SEED-TIME  AND  HARVEST. 

3  But  chiefly  when  thy  liberal  hand 
Scatters  new  plenty  o'er  the  land, 
When  sounds  of  music  fill  the  air, 

As  homeward  all  their  treasures  bear; 

We  too  will  raise 

Our  hymn  of  praise, 
For  we  thy  common  bounties  share. 

4  Lord  of  the  harvest!  all  is  thine! 

The  rains  that  fall,  the  suns  that  shine, 
The  seed  once  hidden  in  the  ground. 
The  skill  that  makes  our  fruits  abound! 

New,  every  year, 

The  gifts  appear; 
New  praises  from  our  lips  shall  sound ! 

1238  -^11  t^y  works  praise  thee.  13s  &  14s. 

Psalm  145 :  10. 

WHEN  spring  unlocks  the  flowers  to  paint  the  laugh- 
ing soil, 
When  summer's  balmy  showers  refresh  the  mower's  toil ; 
When  winter  binds  in  frosty  chains  the  fiillow  and  the 
flood,  [ji^ood. 

In  God  the  earth  rejoiceth  still,  and  owns  his  Maker 

2  The  birds  tliat  wake  the  moi*ning,  and  those  that  love 

the  sliade;  [glade ; 

The  winds  that  sweep  the  mountain,  or  lull  the  drowsy 
The  sun  that  from  his  amber- bower  rejoiceth  on  his  way, 
The  moon  and  stars  their  Maker's  name  in  silent  pomp 

display. 

3  Shall  man,  the  lord  of  nature,  expectant  of  the  sky — 
Shall  man,  alone  unthankful,  his  little  praise  deny  ! 
No,  let  the  year  forsake  his  course,  the  seasons  cease 

to  be,  [thee. 

Thee,  Father,  must  we  always  love — Creator!   honor 

4  The  flowers  of  spring  may  wither,  the  hope  of  sum- 

mer fade, 
The  autumn  droop  in  winter,  the  bird  forsake  the  shade  ; 
The  winds  be  lulled — the  sun  and  moon  forget  their  old 

decree  ;  [thee ! 

But  we,  in  nature's  latest  hour,  O  Lord,  will  cling  to 

741 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS: 

OLD  AND  NEW  YEAR. 

1239  The  opening  year.  L.  M. 

GREAT  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 
By  which  supported  still  we  stand : 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows ; 
Thy  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close ! 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad. 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed. 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  AVith  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own ; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed. 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest : 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise. 
Adored  through  all  our  changing  days. 

1240  Psalm  90  :  12.  CM 

ND  now,  my  soul,  another  year 
Of  thy  short  life  is  past ; 
I  can  not  long  continue  here, 

And  this  may  be  my  last. 
Much  of  my  hasty  life  is  gone. 

Nor  will  return  again : 
And  swift  my  passing  moments  run, 

The  few  that  yet  remain. 
Awake,  my  soul ;  with  utmost  care 

Thy  true  condition  learn ; 
What  are  thy  hopes?  how  sure?  how  fair? 

What  is  thy  great  concern  ? 
Behold,  another  year  begins ; 

Set  out  afresh  for  heaven  ; 
Seek  pardon  for  thy  former  sins. 

In  Christ  so  freely  given. 
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A' 


OLD  AND  NEW  YEAR 

5  Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 
And  on  his  grace  depend ; 
With  zeal  pursue  the  heavenly  road, 
Nor  doubt  a  happy  end. 

1241  Thou  hast  made  my  days,  etc.  S.  M. 

Psalm  39  :  5. 


1\  1 Y  few  revolving  years, 


How  swift  they  glide  away! 
How  short  the  term  of  life  appears, 
When  past — but  as  a  day. 

2  Lord,  through  another  year, 
If  thou  permit  my  stay. 
With  watchful  care  may  I  pursue 
The  true  and  living  way. 

1242  Come  let  us  anew.  5s  &  12s. 

COME  let  us  anew 
Our  journey  pursue — 
Roll  round  with  the  year. 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear; 
His  adorable  will 
Let  us  gladly  fulfill. 
And  our  talents  improve 
By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labor  of  love. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream ; 
Our  time,  as  a  stream. 
Glides  swiftly  away. 

And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay : 

The  arrow  is  flown ; 

The  moment  is  gone ; 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity  's  near, 

3  0  that  each  in  the  day  , 
Of  his  coming,  may  say, 

"I  have  fought  my  way  through ; 
I  have  finished  the  work  thou  didst  give  me  to  do  j" 

743 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS: 

0  that  each  from  his  Lord, 


'J 


May  receive  the  glad  word, 
"  Well  and  faithfully  done ; 
Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my  throne." 

1243  -4ZZ  below  is  but  a  dream.  7s 

WHILE  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 
Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here. 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below, 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little,  none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind — 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream; 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise. 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive, 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live, 

With  eternity  in  view ; 
Bless  thy  word  to  old  and  young, 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love ; 
When  our  life's  short  race  is  run, 

May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 

1244  The  way  of  man  is  not  in  himself .  7s. 

Jer.  10 :  23. 

FOR  thy  mercy  and  thy  grace, 
Faithful  through  another  year. 
Hear  our  song  of  thankfulness, 
Father,  and  Redeemer,  hear! 
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THANKSGIVING. 

2  In  our  weakness  and  distress, 

Rock  of  strength !  be  thou  our  stay ! 
In  the  pathless  wilderness 
Be  our  true  and  living  way! 

3  Who  of  us  death's  awful  road 

In  the  coming  year  shall  tread  ? 
With  thy  rod  and  staff,  0  God! 
Comfort  thou  his  dying  head! 

4  Keep  us  faithful,  keep  us  pure, 

Keep  us  evermore  thine  own! 
Help,  0  help  us  to  endure! 
Fit  us  for  the  promised  crown ! 

5  So,  within  thy  palace  gate. 

We  shall  praise,  on  golden  strings. 
Thee,  the  only  Potentate, 

Lord  of  lords,  and  King  of  kings ! 

THANKSGIVING. 
1245  Praise  for  national  blessings.  L.  M. 

ALMIGHTY  Sovereign  of  the  skies, 
To  thee  let  songs  of  gladness  rise, 
Each  grateful  heart  its  tribute  bring, 
And  every  voice  thy  goodness  sing. 

2  From  thee  our  choicest  blessings  flow, 

Life,  health  and  strength,  thy  hands  bestow ; 
The  daily  good  thy  creatures  share, 
Springs  from  thy  providential  care. 

3  The  rich  profusion  nature  yields, 
The  harvest  waving  o'er  the  fields. 
The  cheering  light,  refreshing  shower, 
Are  gifts  from  thy  exhaustless  store. 

4  At  thy  command  the  vernal  bloom 
Revives  the  world  from  winter's  gloom ; 
The  summer's  heat  the  fruit  matures, 
And  autumn  all  her  treasures  pours. 

63  745 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS: 

5  From  thee  proceed  domestic  ties, 
Connubial  bliss,  parental  joys; 
On  thy  support  the  nations  stand, 
Obedient  to  thy  high  command. 

6  Let  every  power  of  heart  and  tongue 
Unite  to  swell  the  grateful  song ; 
While  age  and  youth  in  chorus  join, 
And  praise  the  Majesty  divine. 

124G  Offer  unto  God  thanksgiving.  L.  M. 

Psaim50:  14. 

THANKS  be  to  him  who  built  the  hills ; 
Thanks  be  to  him  the  streams  who  fills ; 
Thanks  be  to  him  who  lights  each  star 
That  sparkles  in  the  blue  afar. 

2  Thanks  be  to  him  who  makes  the  morn, 
And  bids  it  glow  with  beams  new-born ; 
Who  draws  the  shadows  of  the  night, 
Like  curtains,  o'er  our  wearied  sight. 

3  Thanks  be  to  him  who  sheds  abroad. 
Within  our  hearts,  the  love  of  God — 
The  spirit  of  all  truth  and  peace, 
Fountain  of  joy  and  holiness. 

124:7  Praise  for  deliverance  and  peace.  7s. 

PEACE  !  the  welcome  sound  proclaim ; 
Dwell  with  rapture  on  the  theme  ;. 
Loud,  still  louder  swell  the  strain ; 
Peace  on  earth,  good-will  to  men ! 

2  Breezes!  whispering  soft  and  low, 
Gently  murmur  as  ye  blow. 
Now,  when  war  and  discord  cease, 
Praises  to  the  God  of  peace. 

3  Ocean's  billows,  far  and  wide 
Rolling  in  majestic  pride  ! 

Loud,  still  louder  swell  the  strain ; 
Peace  on  earth !  good-will  to  men. 
74G 


THANKSGIVING. 

4  Vocal  songsters  of  the  grove, 
Sweetly  chant  in  notes  of  love, 
Now,  when  war  and  discord  cease, 
Praises  to  the  God  of  peace. 

5  Mortals,  who  these  blessings  feel ! 
Christians,  who  before  him  kneel ! 
Loud,  still  louder  swell  the  strain ; 
Peace  on  earth,  good-will  to  men ! 

1248  Magnify  him  with  thanksgiving.  P.M. 

Psalm  6i) :  30. 

LET  every  heart  rejoice  and  sing ; 
Let  choral  anthems  rise  ; 
Ye  reverend  men,  and  children,  bring 
To  God  your  sacrifice  j 

For  he  is  good — the  Lord  is  good, 

And  kind  are  all  his  ways ; 
With  songs  and  honorS'SOunding  loud, 
The  Lord  Jehovah  praise  ; 
While  the  rocks  and  the  rills. 
While  the  vales  and  the  hills, 
A  glorious  anthem  raise, 
Let  each  prolong  the  grateful  song. 
And  the  God  of  our  fathers  praise. 

■    2  He  bids  the  sun  to  rise  and  set ; 
In  heaven  his  power  is  known ; 
And  earth,  subdued  to  him,  shall  yet 
Bow  low  before  his  throne ; 

For  he  is  good — the  Lord  is  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways,  etc. 

124:9  ^'^^  memory  of  thy  great  goodness.  7s. 

Psalm  145:  7 

PRAISE  to  God,  immortal  praise. 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days! 
Bounteous  source  of  every  joy,  I  / 

Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 
747 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS: 

2  For  the  blessings  of  the  field, 
For  the  stores  the  gardens  yield ; 
For  the  vine's  exalted  juice, 

For  the  generous  olive's  use : 

3  Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain ; 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripened  grain  ; 
Clouds  that  drop  their  fattening  dews  ; 
Suns  that  temperate  warmth  diffuse  : 

4  All  that  Spring  with  bounteous  hand 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land  ; 

All  that  liberal  Autumn  pours 
From  her  rich  o'erflowing  stores : 

5  These  to  thee,  my  God,  we  owe, 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow; 
And  for  these  my  soul  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

1250  S^e  shall  bless  thee  in  the  land.  6s  &  4s. 

Deut.  28  :  8. 

OD  bless  our  native  land ! 
Firm  may  she  ever  stand 

Through  storm  and  night; 
When  the  wild  tempests  rave, 
Ruler  of  wind  and  wave, 
Do  thou  our  country  save 

By  thy  great  might. 

For  her  our  prayer  shall  rise 
To  God,  above  the  skies ; 

On  him  we  wait : 
Thou  who  art  ever  nigh, 
Guarding  with  watchful  eye, 
To  thee  aloud  we  cry, 

God  save  the  State ! 

1251  National  hymn.  6s  &  48. 
Y  country !  't  is  of  thee, 

Sweet  laud  of  liberty, 

748 


G' 


M^ 


THANKSGIVING. 

Of  thee  I  sing ; 
Land  where  my  fathers  died  j 
Land  of  the  pilgrim's  pride ; 
From  every  mountain-side 

Let  freedom  ring. 

2  My  native  country!  thee, 
Land  of  the  noble  free, 

Thy  name  I  love ; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills. 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills, 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills. 

Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song; 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake. 
Let  all  that  breathes  partake, 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break, 

The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  father's  God  !  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty ! 

To  thee  we  sing; 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might. 

Great  God,  our  King. 

1252  I'salm  148.  8s  &  7s. 

PRAISE  the  Lord!  ye  heavens,  adore  him; 
Praise  him,  angels  in  the  hight; 
Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  him ; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light! 

2  Praise  the  Lord — for  he  hath  spoken ; 
Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed; 
Laws  which  never  shall  be  broken. 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 
749 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS : 

3  Praise  the  Lord — for  he  is  glorious ; 

Never  shall  his  promise  fail ; 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious, 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 

4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation ; 

Hosts  on  high  his  power  proclaim ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 
Laud  and  magnify  his  name ! 
Hallelujah,  Amen. 


G* 


1253  Anniversary  hymn.  8s  &  7s. 
lOD  of  mercy,  do  thou  never 

From  our  offering  turn  away, 
But  command  a  blessing  ever 
On  the  memory  of  this  day. 

2  Light  and  peace  do  thou  ordain  it; 

O'er  it  be  no  shadow  flung; 
Let  no  deadly  darkness  stain  it, 
And  no  clouds  be  o'er  it  hung. 

3  May  the  song  this  people  raises. 

And  its  vows  to  thee  addressed. 
Mingle  with  the  prayers  and  praises 
That  thou  hearest  from  the  blest. 

4  When  the  lips  are  cold  that  sing  thee. 

And  the  hearts  that  love  thee,  dust. 
Father,  then  our  souls  shall  bring  thee 
Holier  love  and  firmer  trust. 

FASTS. 

1254  National  judgments  deprecated.  L.  M. 

WHILE  o'er  our  guilty  land,  0  Lord, 
We  view  the  terrors  of  thy  sword; 
0!  whither  shall  the  helpless  fly; 
To  whom  but  thee  direct  their  cry  ? 
750 


FASTS. 

2  The  helpless  sinner's  cries  and  tears 
Are  grown  familiar  to  thy  ears ; 
Oft  has  thy  mercy  sent  relief, 
When  all  was  fear  and  hopeless  grief. 

3  On  thee,  our  guardian  God,  we  call ; 
Before  thy  throne  of  grace  we  fall ; 
And  is  there  no  deliverance  there, 
And  must  we  perish  in  despair  ? 

4  See,  we  repent,  we  weep,  we  mourn, 
To  our  forsaken  God  we  turn  ; 

0  spare  our  guilty  country,  spare 

The  church  which  thou  hast  planted  here. 

5  We  plead  thy  grace,  indulgent  God; 
We  plead  thy  Son's  atoning  blood ; 
We  plead  thy  gracious  promises ; 
And  are  they  unavailing  pleas  ? 

6  These  pleas,  presented  at  thy  throne, 
Have  brought  ten  thousand  blessings  down 
On  guilty  lands  in  helpless  woe ; 

Let  them  prevail  to  save  us  too. 

1255  Public  humiliation.  L.  M. 

GREAT  Maker  of  unnumbered  worlds, 
And  whom  unnumbered  worlds  adore. 
Whose  goodness  all  thy  creatures  share, 
While  nature  trembles  at  thy  power, — 

2  Thine  is  the  hand  that  moves  the  spheres. 

That  wakes  the  wind,  and  lifts  the  sea ; 
And  man  who  moves,  the  lord  of  earth, 
Acts  but  the  part  assigned  by  thee. 

3  While  suppliant  crowds  implore  thy  aid, 

To  thee  we  raise  the  humble  cry; 
Thy  altar  is  the  contrite  heart. 
Thy  incense,  the  repentant  sigh. 
751 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS: 

4   0  m;iy  our  land,  iii  this  her  hour, 

Confess  thy  hand  and  bless  the  rod, 
By  penitence  make  thee  her  Friend, 
And  find  in  thee  a  guardian  God. 

1 256  Confession  and  prayer.  L.  M. 

OMAY  the  power  which  melts  the  rock. 
Be  felt  by  all  assembled  here! 
Or  else  our  service  will  but  mock 
Tlie  God  whom  we  profess  to  fear. 

2  Lord,  while  thy  judgments  shake  the  land, 

Thy  people's  eyes  are  fixed  on  thee ! 
We  own  thy  just,  uplifted  hand, 

Which  thousands  can  not,  wOl  not  see. 

3  How  long  hast  thou  bestowed  thy  care 

On  this  indulged,  ungrateful  spot; 
While  other  nations,  far  and  near, 
Have  envied  and  admired  our  lot. 

4  Here  peace  and  liberty  have  dwelt. 

The  glorious  gospel  brightly  shone; 
And  oft  our  enemies  have  felt 

That  God  has  made  our  cause  his  own. 

5  But,  ah  1  both  heaven  and  earth  have  heard 

Our  vile  requital  of  his  love ! 
We,  whom  like  children  he  has  reared, 
Against  his  goodness  rebels  prove. 

6  His  grace  despised,  his  power  defied. 

And  legions  of  the  blackest  crimes, 
Profaneness,  riot,  lust  and  pride. 

Are  signs  that  mark  the  present  times. 

7  The  Lord,  displeased,  hath  raised  his  rod ; 

Ah,  where  are  now  the  faithful  f§w, 
Who  tremble  for  the  ark  of  God, 
And  know  what  Israel  ought  to  do  ? 
752 


FASTS. 

8  Lord,  hear  thy  people  everywhere, 

Who  meet  to  mourn,  confess  and  pray; 
The  nation  and  thy  churches  spare, 
And  let  thy  wrath  be  turned  away. 

1257  For  all  that  are  in  authority.  L.  P.  M. 

1  Tim.' 2:  2. 

LORD  !  thou  hast  bid  thy  people  pray 
For  all  who  bear  the  sovereign  sway, 
And  as  thy  servants  rule  and  reign ; 
Ordained  by  thee,  these  ruling  powers; 
Behold!  in  faith  we  pray  for  ours; 
Nor  let  us  for  them  pray  in  vain. 
2  Our  rulers  with  thy  favor  bless; 
'Stablish  their  seats  in  righteousness, 

Let  wisdom  ever  hold  the  helm ; 
The  counsels  of  our  senates  guide; 
Let  justice  in  our  courts  preside; 

Rule  thou !  and  guard  our  widespread  realm. 

12o8  -Se  maketh  wars  to  cease.  L.  M. 

Psalm  4G :  9. 

OGOD  of  love!  0  King  of  peace! 
Make  wars  throughout  the  world  to  cease; 
The  wrath  of  sinful  man  restrain ; 
Give  peace,  0  God !  give  peace  again. 

2  Remember,  Lord!  thy  works  of  old, 
The  wondei*s  that  our  father's  told, 

'     Remember  not  our  sins'  dark  stain  ; 
Give  peace,  0  God !  give  peace  again. 

3  Whom  shall  we  trust  but  thee,  0  Lord ! 
Where  re^t  but  on  thy  faithful  word  ? 
None  ever  called  on  thee  in  vain ; 
Give  peace,  0  God !  give  peace  again. 

4  Where  saints  and  angels  dwell  above. 
All  hearts  are  knit  in  holy  love ; 

.    0  bind  us  in  that  heavenly  chain ; 
Give  peace,  0  God !  give  peace  again. 
753 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS: 

1259       -S^  instructed  ye  judges  of  the  earth.       L.  P.  M. 

Psalm  2  :  10. 

JUDGES,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws, 
Will  ye  despise  the  righteous  cause. 
When  the  oppressed  before  you  stands  ? 
Bare  ye  condemn  the  righteous  poor, 
And  let  rich  sinners  go  secure, 

While  gold  and  greatness  bribe  your  hands  ? 

2  Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew, 
That  God  will  judge  the  judges,  too  ? 

High  in  the  heavens  his  justice  reigns; 
Yet  you  invade  the  rights  of  God, 
And  send  your  bold  decrees  abroad. 

To  bind  the  conscience  in  your  chains! 

3  The  Almighty  thunders  from  tlae  sky — 
Their  grand uer  melts,  their  titles  die — 

They  perish  like  dissolving  frost; 
As  empty  chaff,  when  whirlwinds  rise, 
Before  the  sweeping  tempest  flies. 

So  shall  their  hopes  and  names  be  lost. 

4  Thus  shall  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and  joy  to  saints  afford  ; 

And  all  that  hear  shall  join  and  say — 
*'  Sure  there  's  a  God  that  rules  on  high, 
A  God  that  hears  his  children  cry, 

And  will  their  sufferings  well  repay." 


1260  Let  the  wickedness  of  the  wicked,  etc.  L.  M.  6  lines. 

rsalm  7.:  9. 

OUR  earth  we  now  lament  to  see 
With  floods  of  wickedness  o'erflowed, 
With  violence,  wrong,  and  cruelty. 

One  wide-extended  field  of  blood. 
Where  men  like  fiends  each  other  tear 
In  all  the  hellish  rage  of  war. 
754 


FASTS. 

2  0  might  the  universal  Friend 

This  havoc  of  his  creatures  see; 
Bid  our  unnatural  discord  end, 

Declare  us  reconciled  in  thee; 
Write  kindness  on  our  inward  parts, 
And  chase  the  murderer  from  our  hearts ! 

1261  During  a  pestilence.  CM. 

LET  the  land  mourn  through  all  its  coasts ! 
And  humble  all  its  state; 
Princes  and  rulers,  at  their  posts, 
Awhile  sit  desolate. 

2  Let  all  the  people,  high  and  low. 

Rich,  poor,  and  great  and  small, 
Invoke,  in  fellowship  of  woe. 
The  Maker  of  them  all. 

3  For  God  hath  summoned  from  his  place. 

Death,  in  a  direr  form. 
To  waken,  warn,  and  scourge  our  race, 
Than  earthquakes,  fire,  or  storm. 

4  Let  churches  weep  within  their  pale, 

And  families  apart ; 
Let  each  in  secresy  bewail 
The  plague  of  his  own  heart. 

5  So  while  the  land  bemoans  its  sin. 

The  pestilence  may  cease. 
And  mercy,  tempering  wrath,  bring  in 
God's  blessed  health  and  peace. 

1262  -He  is  a  God  thatjudgeth  in  the  earth.         C.  M. 

Psalm  58:  11. 

LORD,  Lord,  defend  the  desolate. 
And  rescue  from  the  hands 
Of  wicked  men  the  low  estate, 
Of  him  that  help  demands. 
755 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS: 

2  Visit  tbs  weak  and  fatherless, 

Defend  the  poor  man's  cause, 
And  raise  the  man  in  deep  distress 
By  just  and  equal  laws. 

3  Yea,  Lord,  judge  thou  the  world  in  might, 

The  wrongs  of  earth  redress ; 
For  thou  art  he  who  shall  by  right, 
The  nations  all  possess. 

12()3  Turn  us  again,  0  God  of  hosts.  C.  M. 

Psalm  80 :  7. 

SEE,  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne 
Thy  mourning  people  bend ; 
'Tis  on  thy  sovereign  grace  alone 
Our  humble  hopes  depend. 

2  Dark,  frowning  judgments  from  thy  hand, 

Thy  dreadful  powers  display ; 
Yet  mercy  spares  this  guilty  land, 
And  still  we  live  to  pray. 

3  0,  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord, 

By  thy  convincing  grace ; 
Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 
And  humbly  seek  thy  face. 

1264     I'f^^  Lord  reigneth,  let  the  people  tremble.      G.  M. 

Psalm  99:  1. 

HIGH  as  the  heavens  above  the  ground, 
Reigns  the  Creator,  God : 
Wide  as  the  whole  creation's  bound, 
Extends  his  awful  rod. 

2  Let  princes  of  exalted  state, 

To  him  ascribe  their  crown, 

Render  their  homage  at  his  feet, 

And  cast  their  glories  down. 

3  Know  that  his  kingdom  is  supreme. 

Your  lofty  thoughts  are  vain ; 
He  calls  you  gods,  that  awful  name. 
But  ye  must  die  like  men. 
756 


FASTS. 

4  Then  let  the  sovereigns  of  the  globe, 

Not  dare  to  vex  the  Just; 
He  puts  on  vengeance  like  a  robe, 
And  treads  the  worms  to  dust. 

5  Ye  judges  of  the  earth,  be  wise, 

And  think  of  heaven  with  fear; 
The  meanest  saint  that  you  despise 
Has  an  avenger  there. 

1265  Our  land.  C.  M. 

LORD,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 
Of  every  clime  and  coast, 
0  hear  us  for  our  native  land — 
The  land  we  love  the  most. 

2  0  guard  our  shores  from  every  foe, 

With  peace  our  borders  bless. 
With  prosperous  times  our  cities  crown, 
Our  fields  with  plenteousness. 

3  Unite  us  in  the  sacred  love 

Of  knowledge,  truth,  and  thee ; 
And  let  our  hills  and  valleys  shout 
The  songs  of  liberty. 

4  Lord  of  the  nations,  thus  to  thee 

Our  country  we  commend  ; 
Be  thou  her  refuge  and  her  trust, 
Her  everlasting  friend. 

1266  Gen.l^:  23.  CM. 

THUS  Abraham,  full  of  sacred  awe. 
Before  Jehovah  stood. 
And  with  a  humble,  fervent  prayer. 
For  guilty  Sodom  sued. 
2  And  could  a  single  holy  soul 
So  rich  a  boon  obtain  ? 
Great  God!  and  shall  a  nation  pray, 
And  plead  with  thee  in  vain  ? 
757 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS: 


Still  we  are  thine  ;  we  bear  thy  name ; 

Here  yet  is  thine  abode ; 
Long  has  thy  presence  blessed  our  land ; 

Forsake  us  not,  0  God ! 


MISSIONARY  ASSEMBLIES. 

1267  -^li  if^^  ^nds  of  the  xcorld.  L.  M. 

Psalm  22 :  27. 

COME  from  the  east,  with  gifts,  ye  kings ! 
With  gold,  and  frankincense,  and  myrrh; 
Where'er  the  morning  spreads  her  wings, 
Let  man  to  God  his  vows  prefer. 

2  Come  from  the  west!  the  bond,  the  free; 

His  easy  service  make  your  choice ; 
Ye  isles  of  the  Pacific  sea, 

Like  halcyon  nests,  in  God  rejoice. 

3  Come  from  the  south !  through  the  desert  sands 

A  highway  for  the  Lord  prepare ; 
Let  Ethiopia  stretch  her  hands. 
And  Libya  pour  her  soul  in  prayer. 

4  Come  from  the  north  !  let  Europe  raise 

In  all  her  languages  one  song; 
Give  God  the  glory,  power,  and  praise, 
That  to  his  holy  name  belong. 

1268  Isaiah  51 :  9.  L.  M.' 

ARM  of  the  Lord,  awake !  awake ! 
Put  on  thy  strength,  the  nations  shake, 
And  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen,  from  thy  throne, 
"I  am  Jehovah — God  alone!" 
Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 

758 


MISSIONARY  ASSEMBLIES. 

3  No  more  let  human  blood  be  spilt — 
Vain  sacrifice  for  human  guilt !        "~ 
But  to  each  conscience  be  applied 
The  blood  that  flowed  from  Jesus'  side. 

4  Let  Zion's  time  of  favor  come ; 

0  bring  the  tribes  of  Israel  home ! 
And  let  our  wondering  eyes  behold 
Gentiles  and  Jews  in  Jesus'  fold. 

5  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  proclaim 
In,  every  land,  of  every  name! 
Let  adverse  powers  before  thee  fall. 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all. 


S' 


1269  Rev.  11  :  15.  L.  M. 
lOON  may  the  last  glad  song  arise 

Through  all  the  millions  of  the  skies ; 
That  song  of  triumph,  which  records 
That  all  the  earth  is  now  the  Lord's. 

2  Let  thrones  and  powers  and  kingdoms  be 
Obedient,  mighty  God !  to  thee  ; 

And  over  land,  and  stream,  and  main. 
Now  wave  the  scepter  of  thy  reign. 

3  0  let  that  glorious  anthem  swell ; 
Let  host  to  host  the  triumph  tell. 
That  not  one  rebel  heart  remains, 
But  over  all  the  Saviour  reigns. 

1270  Go  unto  all  the  world.  C.  M. 

Mar.  16  :  15. 

GO,  and  the  Saviour's  grace  proclaim, 
Ye  messengers  of  God; 
Go,  publish  through  Immanuel's  name, 
Salvation  bought  with  blood. 
2  What  though  your  arduous  task  may  lie 
Through  regions  dark  as  death  ; 
What  though  your  faith  and  zeal  to  try, 
Perils  beset  your  path  ! 
759 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS : 

3  Yet,  with  determined  courage,  go ; 

And  armed  with  power  divine. 
Your  God  will  needful  aid  bestow, 
And  on  your  labors  shine. 

4  He  who  has  called  you  to  the  war 

Will  recompense  your  pains; 
Before  Messiah's  conquering  car 
Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains. 

5  Shrink  not  though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

But  plead  your  Master's  cause; 
Nor  doubt  that  e'en  your  mighty  foes 
Shall  bow  before  his  cross. 

127 1  27ie  morning  cometh.  C.  M. 

Isaiah  21  :  12. 

LIGHT  of  the  lonely  pilgrim's  heart; 
Star  of  the  coming  day ! 
Arise,  and  with  thy  morning  beams 
Chase  all  our  griefs  away  ! 

2  Come,  blessed  Lord !  let  every  shore 

And  answering  island  sing 
The  praises  of  thy  royal  name. 
And  own  thee  as  their  King. 

3  Bid  the  whole  earth  responsive  now, 

To  the  bright  world  above. 
Break  forth  in  sweetest  strains  of  joy 
In  memory  of  thy  love. 

4  Jesus!  thy  fair  creation  groans. 

The  air,  the  earth,  the  sea, 
In  unison  with  all  our  hearts, 
And  calls  aloud  for  thee. 

5  Thine  was  the  cross,  with  all  its  fruits 
Of  grace  and  peace  divine ; 
Be  thine  the  crown  of  glory  now, 
The  palm  of  victory  thine! 

760 


G^ 


MISSIONARY  ASSEMBLIES. 

1272  Matt.  13:  8.  S.M. 

OD  of  the  prophets'  power! 
God  of  the  gospel's  sound ! 
Move  glorious  ou — send  out  thy  voice 
To  all  the  nations  round. 

2  With  hearts  and  lips  unfeigned, 
We  bless  thee  ibr  thy  word ; 

*  We  praise  thee  for  the  joyful  news, 

Which  our  glad  ears  have  heard.  " 

3  0  may  we  treasure  well 
The  counsels  that  we  hear, 

Till  righteousness  and  holy  joy 
In  all  our  hearts  appear. 

4  Water  the  sacred  seed, 
And  give  it  large  increase ; 

May  neither  fowls,  nor  rocks,  nor  thorns. 
Prevent  the  fruits  of  peace. 

5  And  though  we  sow  in  tears. 
Our  souls  at  last  shall  come. 

And  gather  in  our  sheaves  with  joy, 
At  heaven's  great  harvest-home. 


1273  Rise,  gracious  God,  and  shine.  S.  M. 

"piSE,  gracious  God,  and  shine 
Xt  In  all  thy  saving  might ; 
Now  prosper  every  good  design, 
To  spread  thy  glorious  light. 

2  0  bring  the  nations  near 

That  they  may  sing  thy  praise ; 
Thy  word  let  all  the  heathen  hear, 
And  learn  thy  holy  ways. 

3  Send  forth  thy  glorious  power ; 

All  nations  then  shall  see. 
And  earth  present  her  grateful  store, 
In  converts  born  to  thee. 
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TIMES  AND  SEASONS: 

1274:        Love  of  God,  all  love  excelling.      8s,  7s  &  43. 

LOVE  of  God,  all  love  excelling! 
How  can  I  its  wonders  tell ! 
Now,  my  troubled  spirit  quelling, 
Now,  it  breaks  the  powers  of  hell: 

0  what  mercies 
Start  beneath  its  magic  spell ! 

2  Love  of  God,  all  love  embracing 

In  its  wide  extended  arms ; 
All  our  doubts  and  fears  displacing. 
Saves  our  souls  from  death's  alarms : 

0  what  sweetness. 
Dwells  within  its  blissful  charms ! 

3  Love  of  God,  all  love  possessing! 

Filling  all  our  souls  with  joy ; 
Pouring  on  each  heart  a  blessing, 
Which  no  time  can  e'er  destroy: 

Now  may  praises 
All  our  hearts  and  tongues  employ.    . 

4  Love  of  God,  all  love  extending 

Far  o'er  sea  and  ocean  strands ; 
Thou  art  on  the  breezes  sending 
Joyful  news  to  distant  lands : 

May  thy  triumphs 
Bind  the  world  within  thy  bands. 

1275  Onward!  8s&7s. 

ONWARD,  onward,  men  of  heaven ! 
Bear  the  gospel  banner  high ; 
Rest  not  till  its  light  is  given — 

Star  of  every  pagan  sky ; 
Send  it  where  the  pilgrim  stranger 

Faints  beneath  the  torrid  ray; 
Bid  the  hearty  forest  ranger 
Hail  it  ere  he  fades  away. 
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MISSIONARY  ASSEMBLIES. 

2  Where  the  Arctic  ocean  thunders, 

Where  the  tropics  fiercely  glow, 
Broadly  spread  its  page  of  wonders, 

Brightly  bid  its  radiance  flow; 
India  marks  its  luster  stealing; 

Shivering  Greenland  loves  its  rays, 
Afric,  'mid  her  deserts  kneeling, 

Lifts  the  untaught  strain  of  praise,     i  / 

3  Rude  in  speech,  or  wild  in  feature. 

Dark  in  spirit,  though  they  be. 
Show  that  light  to  every  creature — 

Prince  or  vassal,  bond  or  free : 
Lo !  they  haste  to  every  nation ; 

Host  on  host  the  ranks  supply: 
Onward !  Christ  is  your  salvation, 

And  your  death  is  victory. 

1276  Shout  the  tidings  of  salvation.  8s  &  7s. 

SHOUT  the  tidings  of  salvation. 
To  the  ag6d  and  the  young; 
Till  the  precious  invitation 

Waken  every  heart  and  tongue. 

CUORUS. 

•     Send  the  sound 

The  earth  around. 
From  the  rising  to  the  setting  of  the  sun, 

Till  each  gathering  crowd 

Shall  proclaim  aloud. 
The  glorious  work  is  done. 

2  Shout  the  tidings  of  salvation. 

O'er  the  prairies  on  the  west ; 
Till  each  gathering  congregation. 
With  the  gospel  sound  is  blest. 

3  Shout  the  tidings  of  salvation. 

Mingling  with  the  ocean's  roar; 
Till  the  ships  of  every  nation. 

Bear  the  news  from  shore  to  shore,     . 
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TIMES  AND  SEASONS: 

4  Shout  the  tidings  of  salvation 
O'er  the  islands  of  the  sea; 
Till,  in  humble  adoration, 

All  to  Christ  shall  bow  the  knee. 

1277  Quit  you  like  men ;  he  strong.  8s  &  7s. 

1  Cor.  16  :  13. 

WE  are  living,  we  are  dwelling 
In  a  grand  and  awful  time, 
In  an  age  on  ages  telling; 
To  be  living  is  sublime. 

2  Hark!  the  onset!  will  ye  fold  your 

Faith-clad  arms  in  lazy  lock  ? 
Up !  0,  up !  thou  drowsy  soldier ; 
Worlds  are  charging  to  the  shock. 

3  Worlds  are  charging,  heaven  beholding; 

Thou  hast  but  an  hour  to  fight; 
Now,  the  blazoned  cross  unfolding. 
On !  right  onward  for  the  right. 

4  On !  let  all  the  soul  within  you 

For  the  truth's  sake  go  abroad: 
Strike!  let  every  nerve  and  sinew 
Tell  on  ages — tell  for  God. 


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1278  God  speed  the  right !  P.  M. 

IVTOW  to  heaven  our  prayer  ascending, 
J.1    God  speed  the  right ! 
In  a  noble  cause  extending, 

God  speed  the  right! 
Be  their  zeal  in  heaven  recorded, 
With  success  on  earth  rewarded, 

God  speed  the  right! 

2  Be  that  prayer  again  repeated, 
God  speed  the  right! 
Ne'er  despairing,  though  defeated, 
God  speed  the  right ! 
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MISSIONARY  ASSEMBLIES. 

Like  the  good  and  great  in  story, 
If  they  fail,  they  fail  with  glory; 
God  speed  the  right ! 

3  Patient,  firm,  and  persevering, 

God  speed  the  right ! 
Ne'er  the  event  or  danger  fearing, 

God  speed  the  right! 
Pains,  nor  toils,  nor  trials  heeding, 
And  in  heaven's  own  time  succeeding, 

God  speed  the  right! 

4  Still  their  onward  course  pursuing, 

God  speed  the  right ! 
Every  foe  at  length  subduing, 

God  speed  the  right ! 
Truth  thy  cause,  whate'er  delay  it. 
There  's  no  power  on  earth  can  stay  it, 

God  speed  the  right ! 

1279  Blessed  is  the  people  that  know,  etc.         C.  M. 

Psalm  89  :  15. 

HOW  sweet  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds! 
Its  notes  are  grace  and  love ; 
Its  echo  through  the  world  resounds. 
From  Jesus'  throne  above. 

CHORUS. 

It  is  the  sound,  the  joyful  sound. 
Of  mercy  rich  and  free ; 

Pardon  it  offers,  peace  proclaims. 
Sinner !  it  speaks  to  thee. 

2  It  tells  the  weary  soul  of  rest. 

The  poor  of  heavenly  wealth, 
Of  joy  to  heal  the  mourning  breast ; 
It  brings  the  sin-sick  health. 

3  Its  words  announce  a  heavenly  feast. 

Of  water,  milk,  and  wine. 
And  manna  in  the  wilderness, 
Provisions  all  divine. 
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TIMES  AND  SEASONS 


It  speaks  of  boundless  grace,  by  which 

The  vilest  are  forgiven ; 
To  Christians  it  proclaims  a  rich 

Inheritance  in  heaven. 


6  To  men  of  high  and  low  degree, 
Its  message  is  addressed ; 
The  Jew  and  Gentile,  bond  and  free, 
Are  with  its  blessings  blessed: 

1280        ^^^  i^^^  kindreds  of  the  nations.       8s,  7s  &  4s, 

Psalm  22  :  27. 

O'ER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 
Look,  my  soul,  be  still  and  gaze ; 
All  the  promises  do  travail 
With  a  glorious  day  of  grace : 

Blessed  jubilee. 
Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn. 

2  Let  the  Indian,  let  the  negro, 

Let  the  rude  barbarian  see, 
That  divine  and  glorious  conquest 
Once  obtained  on  Calvary : 

Let  the  gospel 
Loud  resound  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Kingdoms  wide  that  sit  in  darkness. 

Grant  them.  Lord,  the  glorious  light ; 
And  from  eastern  coast  to  western, 
May  the  morning  chase  the  night! 

And  redemption. 
Freely  purchased,  win  the  day. 

4  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gospel ! 

Win  and  conquer  !  never  cease ! 
May  thy  lasting  wide  dominion 
Multiply  and  still  increase ! 

Sway  thy  scepter. 
Saviour,  all  the  world  around. 
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MISSIONARY  ASSEMBLIES. 

1281  The  missionary's  fareicell.        8s,  7s  &  4s 

YES,  my  native  laud,  I  love  thee  ; 
And  all  thy  scenes,  I  love  them  well : 
Home  and  friends,  and  happy  country. 
Can  I  bid  you  all  farewell  ? 

Can  I  leave  you, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

2  Scenes  of  sacred  peace  and  pleasure. 

Holy  days  and  Sabbath  bell. 
Richest,  brightest,  sweetest  treasure, 
Can  I — can  I  say,  farewell  ? 

Can  I  leave  you, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

3  Yes,  I  hasten  from  you  gladly ; 

To  the  strangers  let  me  tell 
How  he  died — the  blessed  Saviour — 
To  redeem  a  world  from  hell : 

Let  me  hasten. 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

4  Bear  me  on,  thou  restless  ocean. 

From  the  scenes  I  love  so  well : 
Heaves  my  heart  with  warm  emoti\/L. 
While  I  go  far  hence  to  dwell : 

Glad  I  bid  thee. 
Native  land,  farewell,  farewell ! 


1282  ^y  name  shall  he  great.,  etc.        8s,  To  <&  43 

Mai.  1:  11. 

LIGHT  of  them  that  sit  in  darknesd. 
Rise  and  shine  !  thy  blessings  bring 
Light  to  lighten  all  the  Gentiles! 
Rise  with  healing  on  thy  wing; 

To  thy  brigl)tness 
Let  all  kings  and  nations  come. 
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TIMES  AND  SEASONS: 

2  May  the  heathen  now  adoring 

Idol-gods  of  wood  and  stone, 
Come,  and,  worshiping  before  him, 
Serve  the  living  God  alone ! 

Let  thy  glory 
Fill  the  earth  as  floods  the  sea. 

3  Thou  to  whom  all  power  is  given, 

Speak  the  word :  at  thy  command 
Let  thy  truth  and  faithful  heralds 
Spread  thy  name  from  land  to  land : 

Lord,  be  with  them 
Always  to  the  end  of  time. 

1283        Farewell  hymn  for  missionaries.      6s,  7s  &  48. 

ETERNAL  Lord !  whose  power 
Can  calm  the  heaving  ocean, 
Exalted  thou, 
Yet  gracious  bow ; 
Accept  our  warm  devotion. 

2  For  thee,  our  all  we  leave. 
Nor  drop  a  tear  of  sadness; 

As  on  we  glide, 
Be  thou  our  guide. 
And  fill  our  hearts  with  gladness. 

3  We  go  'mid  pagan  gloom 

To  spread  the  truth  victorious; 

Thy  blessing  send. 

Thy  w^ord  attend. 
And  make  its  triumph  glorious. 

4  And  when  our  toils  are  done. 
Smooth  thou  the  dying  pillow : 

0,  bring  us  blest 
To  endless  rest, 
Safe  o'er  death's  troubled  billow ! 
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MISSIONARY  ASSEMBLIES. 

1284  The  day  of  joy.  11  s  &  1  Os. 

¥AKE  thee,  O  Zion  !  thy  mourning  is  emled  ; 
God — thine  own  God — hath  regjirded  th^-  prayer; 
Wake  thee,  and  hail  him  in  glory  descended, 
Thy  darkness  to  scatter — thy  wastes  to  repair. 

2  Wake  thee,  O  Zion  !  his  spirit  of  power 
To  newness  of  life  is  awaking  the  dead  ; 

Array  thee  in  beauty,  and  greet  the  glad  hour 

That  brings  thee  salvation,  tlirough  Jesus  who  bled. 

3  Saviour,  we  gladl3'',  with  voices  resounding 
Loud  as  the  thunder,  our  chorus  would  swell  : 

Till  from  rock,  wood  and  mountain,  its  echoes  rebounding, 
To  all  the  wide  world  of  salvation  shall  tell. 

1285  Missionary  hymn.  7s&6s. 

EROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
From  India's  coral  strand — 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand — 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 
From  many  a  palmy  plain. 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle — 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  ; 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strewn ; 
The  heathen,  in  their  blindness. 

Bow  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we  whose  souls  are  lighted 

By  wisdom  from  on  high — 
Shall  we,  to  man  benighted, 

The  lamp  of  life  deny? 
Salvation  !  0  salvation  ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 
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TIMES  AND  SEASONS: 

4  Waft — waft,  you  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  you  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory. 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ; 
Till,  o'er  our  ransomed  nature. 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 

1286  Rev.U'.e.  7s&5s; 

ONWARD  speed  thy  conquering  flight, 
Angel,  onward  speed ! 
Cast  abroad  thy  radiant  light, 

Bid  the  shades  recede ; 
Tread  the  idols  in  the  dust. 

Heathen  fanes  destroy; 
Spread  the  gospel's  love  and  trust, 
Spread  the  gospel's  joy. 

2  Onward  speed  thy  conquering  flight. 

Angel,  onward  haste ; 
Quickly  on  each  mountain  hight. 

Be  thy  standard  placed ; 
Let  thy  blissful  tidings  float 

Far  o'er  vale  and  hill, 
Till  the  sweetly-echoing  note 

Every  bosom  thrill. 

3  Onward  speed  thy  conquering  flight. 

Angel,  onward  fly ! 
Long  has  been  the  reign  of  night ; 

Bring  the  morning  nigh  : 
Unto  thee  earth's  sufferers  lift 

Their  imploring  wail ; 
Bear  them  heaven's  holy  gift, 

Ere  their  courage  fail. 

4  Onward  speed  thy  conquering  flight. 

Angel,  onward  speed! 
Morning  bursts  upon  our  sight, 
Lo !  the  time  decreed  : 
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THE  SEA. 


Now  the  Lord  his  kingdom  takes, 
Thrones  and  empires  fall ; 

Now  the  joyous  song  awakes, 
"  God  is  All  in  All !" 


R^ 


1287  Jioll  on,  thou  mighty  ocean.  7s  &  6s. 
OLL  on,  thou  mighty  ocean  ; 

And,  as  thy  billows  flow. 
Bear  messengers  of  mercy 
To  every  land  below. 

2  Arise,  ye  gales,  and  waft  them 

Safe  to  the  destined  shore. 
That  man  may  sit  in  darkness 
And  death's  deep  shade  no  more. 

3  0  thou  eternal  Ruler, 

Who  boldest  in  thine  arm 
The  tempests  of  the  ocean. 
Protect  them  from  all  harm. 

4  0  be  thy  presence  with  them. 

Wherever  they  may  be  ; 
Though  far  from  us  who  love  them, 
0  be  they  still  with  thee ! 

THE  SEA. 

1288  ^/«^y  if^^t  90  ^"'^W'  «'^-       ^'  M.  6  lines. 

Psalm  107:  23. 

ETERNAL  Father!  strong  to  save. 
Whose  arm  hath  bound  the  restless  wave, 
Who  biddest  the  mighty  ocean  deep 
Its  own  appointed  limits  keep; 
0  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  thee 
For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea ! 

2  0  Christ!  whose  voice  the  waters  heard. 
And  hushed  their  raging  at  thy  word, 
Who  walk^dst  on  the  foaming  deep. 
And  calm  amidst  its  rage  didst  sleep; 

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TIMES  AND  SEASONS: 

0  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  thee 
For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea ! 
3  0  God  of  boundless  love  and  power ! 
Our  brethren  shield  in  danger's  hour; 
From  rock  and  tempest,  fire  and  foe, 
Protect  them  wheresoe'er  they  go, 
Thus  evermore  shall  rise  to  thee 
Glad  hymns  of  praise  from  land  and  sea. 

1289  -^^<^  raiseth  the  stormy  wind.  L.  M. 

Psalm  107  :  25. 

G1L0RY  to  thee,  whose  powerful  word 
I  Bids  the  tempestuous  wind  arise  ; 
Glory  to  thee,  the  sovereign  Lord 
Of  air  and  earth,  and  seas  and  skies. 

2  Let  air  and  earth  and  skies  obey. 

And  seas  thy  awful  will  perform  ; 
From  them  we  learn  to  own  thy  sway, 
And  shout  to  meet  the  gathering  storm. 

3  What  though  the  floods  lift  up  their  voice, 

Thou  hearest.  Lord,  our  silent  cry; 
They  can  not  damp  thy  children's  joys, 
Or  shake  the  soul,  while  God  is  nigh. 

4  Roar  on,  ye  waves !  our  souls  defy 

Your  roaring  to  disturb  their  rest; 
In  vain  to  impair  the  calm  ye  try — 
The  calm  in  a  believer's  breast. 

1290  The  Lord  is  mightier,  etc.  L.  M. 

Psalm  93  :  4. 

THE  floods,  0  Lord,  lift  up  their  voice, 
The  mighty  floods  lift  up  their  roar; 
The  floods  in  tumult  loud  rejoice. 

And  climb  in  foam  the  sounding  shore. 
2  But  mightier  than  the  mighty  sea, 
The  Lord  of  glory  reigns  on  high  ; 
Far  o'er  its  waves  we  look  to  then, 
And  see  their  fury  break  and  die. 
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THE  SEA. 

3  Thy  word  is  true,  thy  promise  sure, 
That  ancient  promise  sealed  in  love; 
Here  be  thy  temple  ever  pure, 

As  thy  pure  mansions  shine  above. 

1291  Rocked  in  the  cradle  of  the  deep.  L.  M. 

EOCKED  in. the  cradle  of  the  deep, 
I  lay  me  down  in  peace  to  sleep  j 
Secure  I  rest  upon  the  wave. 
For  thou,  0  Lord !  hast  power  to  save. 

2  I  know  thou  wilt  not  slight  my  call ! 
For  thou  dost  mark  the  sparrow's  fall ! 
And  calm  and  peaceful  is  my  sleep, 
Rocked  in  the  cradle  of  the  deep. 

3  And  such  the  trust  that  still  were  mine. 
Though  stormy  winds  swept  o'er  the  brine, 
Or  though  the  tempest's  fiery  breath 
Roused  me  from  sleep  to  wreck  and  death ! 

4  In  ocean  caves  still  safe  with  thee. 
The  germs  of  immortality; 

And  calm  and  peaceful  is  my  sleep, 
Rocked  in  the  cradle  of  the  deep. 

1292  -^^i  not  the  deep  swalloic  me  up.  G.  M. 

Psalm  69  :  15. 

OW  are  thy  servants  blest,  0  Lord! 
How  sure  is  their  defense ! 
Eternal  Wisdom  is  their  guide, 

Their  help,  Omnipotence. 
In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care. 
Through  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt, 

And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 
When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne 

High  on  the  broken  wave. 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear. 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 
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TIMES  AND  SEASONS : 

4  The  storm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will ; 
The  sea,  that  roars  at  thy  command. 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  I  '11  adore ; 
I  '11  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

1293  Thy  path  in  the  great  waters.  C-  M. 

Psalm  77  :  19. 

THY  way  is  in  the  deep,  0  Lord ! 
E'en  there  we  '11  go  with  thee ; 
We  '11  meet  the  tempest  at  thy  word, 
And  walk  upon  the  sea ! 

2  Poor  tremblers  at  his  rougher  wind, 

Why  do  we  doubt  him  so  ? 
Who  gives  the  storm  a  path,  will  find 
The  way  our  feet  shall  go. 

3  A  moment  may  his  hand  be  lost, 

Drear  moment  of  delay! — 
We  cry,  "Lord,  help  the  tempest  tost,'* 
And  safe  we  're  borne  away. 

1294:  Far,  far  at  sea.  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

I  TAR  of  peace,  to  wanderers  weary. 
Bright  the  beams  that  smile  on  me; 
Cheer  the  pilot's  vision  dreary. 

Far,  far  at  sea. 
Star  of  Hope,  gleam  on  the  billow. 

Bless  the  soul  that  sighs  for  thee; 
Bless  the  sailor's  lonely  pillow. 

Far,  far  at  sea. 
Star  of  faith,  when  winds  are  mocking 

All  his  toil,  he  flies  to  thee ; 
Save  him,  on  the  billows  rocking, 
Far,  far  at  sea. 

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THE  SEA. 

4  Star  Divine!  0,  safely  guide  him — 
Bring  the  wanderer  home  to  thee; 
Sore  temptations  long  have  tried  him, 
Far,  far  at  sea. 

1295  Thou  rulest  the  raging  of  the  sea. 

Psalm  89 :  9. 

LORD !  whom  winds  and  seas  obey, 
Guide  us  through  the  watery  way; 
In  the  hollow  of  thy  hand 
Hide,  and  bring  us  safe  to  land. 

2  Jesus!  let  our  faithful  mind 
Rest,  on  thee  alone  reclined ; 
Every  anxious  thought  repress ; 
Keep  our  souls  in  perfect  peace, 

3  Keep  the  souls  whom  now  we  leave ; 
Bid  them  to  each  other  cleave : 

Bid  them  walk  on  life's  rough  sea ; 
Bid  them  come  by  faith  to  thee. 

4  Save,  till  all  these  tempests  end, 
All  who  on  thy  love  depend; 
Waft  our  happy  spirits  o'er. 
Land  us  on  the  heavenly  shore. 

1296  Lord,  save,  or  ice  perish.  12s. 

¥nKN  throagh  the    torn   sail  the  wild  tempest  is 
streaming,  ['og, 

When  o'er  the  dark  wave  the  red  lightning  is  gleam- 
Nor  hope  lends  a  ray,  the  poor  seaman  to  cherish, 
We  fly  to  our  Maker — Save,  Lord,  or  we  perish ! 

2  O  Jesus,  onee  roclted  on  the  breast  of  the  billow, 
Aroused  by  the  shriek  of  despair  from  thy  pillow, 
Now  seated  in  ^lory,  the  mariner  cherish. 

Who  cries,  in  his  anguish — Save,  Lord,  or  we  perish  I 

3  And,  O,  when  the  whirlwind  of  passion  is  raging, 
When  sin  in  our  hearts  its  sad  warfare  is  waging, 
Then  send  down  thy  grace,  thy  redeemed  to  cherish ; 
Eebuke  the  destroyer — Save,  Lord,  or  we  perish  I 

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TIMES  AND  SEASONS: 

MARRIAGE  HYMNS. 

1297  John  2:  2.  CM. 
QINCE  Jesus  freely  did  appear 

O  To  grace  a  marriage  feast ; 
0  Lord,  we  ask  thy  presence  here 
To  make  a  wedding  guest. 

2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 

Who  now  have  plighted  hands ; 
Their  union  with  thy  favor  crown, 
And  bless  the  nuptial  bands. 

3  With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow. 

Of  all  rich  dowries  best ; 
Their  substance  bless,  and  peace  bestow 
To  sweeten  all  the  rest. 

4  In  purest  love  their  souls  unite. 

That  they,  with  Christian  care. 
May  make  domestic  burdens  light, 
By  taking  mutual  share. 

1298  N'ot  good  for  man  to  be  alone.  C.  M. 

Gen.  2  :  18. 

1VT0T  for  the  summer  hour  alone, 
l\    When  skies  resplendent  shine, 
And  youth  and  pleasure  fill  the  throne, 
Our  hearts  and  hands  we  join. 

2  But  for  those  stern  and  wintry  days 

Of  sorrow,  pain,  and  fear, 
When  heaven's  wise  discipline  doth  make 
Our  earthly  journey  drear. 

3  Not  for  this  span  of  life  alone. 

Which  like  a  blast  doth  fly; 
And,  as  the  transient  flowers  of  grass, 
Just  blossom,  droop,  and  die. 
776 


DEDICATORY. 

4  But  for  a  being  without  end, 
This  vow  of  love  we  take ; 
Grant  us,  0  Lord,  one  home  at  last, 
For  thy  great  mercy's  sake. 

1299  They  twain  shall  be  one.  7s. 

Matt.  19:5. 

FATHER  of  the  human  race. 
Sanction  with  thy  heavenly  grace 
What  on  earth  hath  now  been  done, 
That  these  twain  be  truly  one. 

2  One  in  sickness  and  in  health. 
One  in  poverty  and  wealth. 
And  as  year  rolls  after  year, 
Each  to  other  still  more  dear. 

3  One  in  purpose,  one  in  heart. 
Till  the  mortal  stroke  shall  part; 
One  in  cheerful  piety, 

One  for  ever,  Lord,  with  thee. , 

DEDICATORY. 

1300  S^ow  much  less  this  house.  L.  M. 

1  Kings  8  :  27, 

^HE  perfect  world,  by  Adam  trod. 
Was  the  first  temple  built  to  God ; 
His  fiat  laid  the  corner-stone. 
And  heaved  its  pillars  one  by  one. 


T 


2  He  hung  its  starry  roof  on  high — 
The  broad,  illimitable  sky; 

He  spread  its  pavement,  green  and  bright. 
And  curtained  it  with  morning  light. 

3  The  mountains  in  their  places  stood, 
The  sea — the  sky — and  "  all  was  good ;" 
And  when  its  first  few  praises  rang, 

The  ''morning  stars  together  sang." 
777 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS: 

4  Lord,  't  is  not  ours  to  make  the  sea, 
And  earth,  and  sky,  a  house  for  thee ; 
But  in  thy  sight  our  oJBfering  stands — 
An  humbler  temple,  "  made  with  hands." 

5  We  can  not  bid- the  morning  star 
To  sing  how  bright  thy  glories  are ; 
But,  Lord,  if  thou  wilt  meet  us  here, 
Thy  praise  shall  be  the  Christian's  tear. 


r 


1301  Feace  he  within  thy  walls.  H.  M. 

Psalm  122  :  7. 

N  sweet,  exalted  strains, 
The  King  of  glory  praise; 
O'er  heaven  and  earth  he  reigns, 

Through  everlasting  days ; 
Beneath  this  roof,  0  deign  to  show 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 

Here  may  thine  ears  attend 

Our  interceding  cries ; 
And  grateful  praise  ascend. 

All  fragrant,  to  the  skies ; 
Here  may  thy  word  melodious  sound, 
And  spread  the  joys  of  heaven  around. 

Here  may  the  attentive  throng 

Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love ; 
And  converts  join  the  song 

Of  seraphim  above ; 
And  willing  crowds  surround  thy  board, 
With  sacred  joy  and  sweet  accord. 

Here  may  our  unborn  sons 

And  daughters  sound  thy  praise, 

And  shine  like  polished  stones 
Through  long-succeeding  days ; 

Here,  Lord !  display  thy  saving  power. 

While  temples  stand,  and  men  adore. 
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0 


DEDICATORY. 

1302  He  called  the  name  of  that  place  Bethel.      L.  M 

Gen.  28 :  19. 

BOW  thine  ear,  Eternal  One, 
On  thee  our  heart  adoring  calls ; 
To  thee  the  followers  of  thy  Son 

Have  raised,  and  now  devote  these  walls. 

2  Here  let  thy  holy  days  be  kept; 

And  be  this  place  to  worship  given, 
Like  that  bright  spot  where  Jacob  slept, 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

3  Here  may  thine  honor  dwell ;  and  here, 

As  incense,  let  thy  children's  prayer, 
From  contrite  hearts  and  lips  sincere, 
Rise  on  the  still  and  holy  air. 

4  Here  be  thy  praise  devoutly  sung ; 

Here  let  thy  truth  beam  forth  to  save. 
As  when,  of  old,  thy  Spirit  hung. 

On  wings  of  light,  o'er  Jordan's  wave. 

5  And  when  the  lips,  that  with  thy  name 

Are  vocal  now,  to  dust  shall  turn. 
On  others  may  devotion's  flame 
Be  kindled  here,  and  purely  burn ! 

1303  In  ^is  temple  we  speak  of  his  glory.  C.  M. 

Psalm  29  :  9. 

THOU  whose  own  vast  temple  stands 
Built  over  earth  and  sea. 
Accept  the  walls  that  human  hands 

Have  raised  to  worehip  thee. 
Lord,  from  thine  inmost  glory  send. 

Within  these  courts  to  bide. 
The  peace  that  dwelleth,  without  end. 

Serenely  by  thy  side. 
May  erring  minds,  that  worship  here, 

Be  taught  the  better  way ; 
And  they  who  mourn,  and  they  who  fear, 
Be  strengthened  as  they  pray. 
779 


0 


L" 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS: 

4  May  faith  grow  firm,  and  love  grow  warm, 
And  pure  devotion  rise, 
While  round  these  hallowed  walls  the  storm 
Of  earth-born  passion  dies. 

J  304-      Make  them  joyful  in  my  house  of  prayer.         7s. 

Isaiah  56  :  7. 

ORD  of  hosts,  to  thee  we  raise 
Here  a  house  of  prayer  and  praise ! 
Thou  thy  people's  hearts  prepare 
Here  to  meet  for  praise  and  prayer. 

Let  the  living  here  be  fed 
With  thy  word,  the  heavenly  bread  j 
Here  in  hope  of  glory  blest, 
May  the  dead  be  laid  to  rest. 

Here  to  thee  a  temple  stand. 
While  the  sea  shall  gird  the  land ; 
Here  reveal  thy  mercy  sure. 
While  the  sun  and  moon  endure. 

Hallelujah  ! — earth  and  sky 
To  the  joyful  sound  reply ; 
Hallelujah  ! — hence  ascend 
Prayer-  and  praise  till  time  shall  end. 
780 


n 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


1305  Here  have  we  no  continuing  city.  L.  M 

Heb.   13  :  14. 

fci  WE  'VE  no  abiding  city  here ;" 

VV    Sad  truth,  were  this  to  be  our  home ; 

But  let  this  thought  our  spirits  cheer, 
"We  seek  a  city  yet  to  come." 

2  "  We  've  no  abiding  city  here ; 

We  seek  a  city  out  of  sight: 
Zion  its  name — the  Lord  is  there, 
It  shines  with  everlasting  light. 

3  0  sweet  abode  of  peace  and  love, 

Where  pilgrims  freed  from  toil  are  blest ! 
Had  I  the  pinions  of  the  dove. 

I  'd  fly  to  thee,  and  be  at  rest.        l 

4  But,  hush,  my  soul!  nor  dare  repine; 

The  time  my  God  appoints  is  best ; 
While  here,  to  do  his  will  be  mine, 
And  his  to  fix  my  time  of  rest. 

1306  The  mercies  of  God.  L.  M. 

Rom  12  :  2 . 

MY  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love ! 
Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new ; 
And  morning  mercies,  from  above. 
Gently  distill  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spreadest  the  curtains  of  the  night,    „ 
Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours ; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light. 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

4  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command ;  | 
To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand 
r^*7rfland  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

781 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

1307  Lord^  let  thy  goodness  lead  our  land.         L.  M. 

LORD,  let  thy  goodness  lead  our  land, 
Still  saved  by  thine  almighty  hand, 
The  tribute  of  its  love  to  bring 
To  thee,  our  Saviour  and  our  King. 

2  Let  every  public  temple  raise 
Triumphant  songs  of  holy  praise  j 
Let  every  peaceful,  private  home, 
A  temple.  Lord,  to  thee  become. 

3  Still  be  it  our  supreme  delight 
To  walk  as  in  thy  glorious  sight; 
Still  in  thy  precepts  and  thy  fear. 
Till  life's  last  hour  to  persevere. 

1308  Submission.  C.  M* 

TEACH  us,  in  time  of  deep  distress, 
To  own  thy  hand,  0  God, 
And  in  submissive  silence  learn 
The  lessons  of  thy  rod. 

2  In  every  changing  scene  of  life, 

Whate'er  that  scene  may  be. 
Give  us  a  meek  and  humble  mind, 
A  mind  at  peace  with  thee. 

3  Do  thou  direct  our  steps  aright; 

Help  us  thy  name  to  fear; 
And  give  us  grace  to  watch  and  pray. 
And  strength  to  persevere. 

4  Then  may  we  close  our  eyes  in  death. 

Without  a  fear  or  care; 
For  death  is  life,  and  labor  rest. 
If  thou  art  with  us  there. 

1309  Psalm  145  :  18.  C.  M. 
|EAR  Father,  to  thy  mercy-seat 

My  soul  for  shelter  flies  ; 
'T  is  here  I  find  a  safe  retreat 
When  storms  and  tempests  rise. 
782 


F 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  My  cheerful  hope  can  never  die, 

If  thou  my  God  art  near; 
Thy  grace  can  raise  my  comforts  high 
And  banish  every  fear. 

3  My  great  Protector,  and  my  Lord ! 

Thy  constant  aid  impart; 
0  let  thy  kind,  thy  gracious  word. 
Sustain  my  trembling  heart. 

4  0 !  never  let  my  soul  remove 

From  this  divine  retreat; 
Still  let  me  trust  thy  power  and  love, 
And  dwell  beneath  thy  feet. 

13 10  The  hour  of  'prayer.  C.  M 

THOU  Lord  of  life !  whose  tender  care 
Hath  led  us  on  till  now, 
We  in  this  quiet  hour  of  prayer 
Before  thy  presence  bow. 

2  Thou,  bless6d  God !  hast  been  our  Guide ; 

Through  life,  our  Guard  and  Friend ; 
0,  still,  on  life's  uncertain  tide. 
Preserve  us  to  the  end ! 

3  To  thee  our  grateful  praise  we  bring. 

For  mercies  day  by  day: 
Lord,  teach  our  hearts  thy  love  to  sing, 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray! 

1311  Love  of  God.  CM 

THOU  Grace  divine,  encircling  all, 
A  soundless,  shoreless  sea ! 
Wherein  at  last,  our  souls  shall  fall, 
0  Love  of  God  most  free ! 

2  When  over  dizzy  steeps  we  go. 
One  soft  hand  blinds  our  eyes. 
The  other  leads  us  safe  and  slow, 
0  Love  of  God  most  wise  I 

783 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

3  And  though  we  turn  us  from  thy  face, 

And  wander  wide  and  long, 
Thou  holdest  us  still  in  thine  embrace, 
0  Love  of  God  most  strong! 

4  The  saddened  heart,  the  restless  soul, 

The  toilworn  frame  and  mind. 
Alike  confess  thy  sweet  control, 
0  Love  of  God  most  kind! 

5  But  not  alone  thy  care  we  claim, 

Our  wayward  steps  to  win : 
We  know  thee  by  a  dearer  name, 
0  Love  of  God  within ' 

6  And  filled  and  quickened  by  thy  breath. 

Our  souls  are  strong  and  free 
To  rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  death, 
0  Love  of  God,  to  thee ! 

1312         They  that  seek  me  early  shall  find  me.       C.  M. 

Prov.  8:  17. 

HAPPY  the  child  whose  tender  years 
Receive  instruction  well, 
Who  hates  the  sinner's  path,  and  fears 
The  road  that  leads  to  hell. 

2  'T  will  save  us  from  a  thousand  snares 

To  mind  religion  young, 
Grace  will  preserve  our  following  years, 
And  make  our  virtues  strong. 

3  To  thee,  Almighty  God,  to  thee 

Our  childhood  we  resign  ; 
'T  will  please  us  to  look  back  and  see 
That  our  whole  lives  were  thine. 

4  0  let  the  work  of  prayer  and  praise 

Employ  my  youngest  breath  ; 
Thus  I  'm  prepared  for  longer  days. 
Or  fit  for  early  death. 

784 


0 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

1313  Vespers.  C.  M.  6  lines. 

SHADOW  in  a  sultry  land, 
We  gather  to  thy  breast, 
Whose  love,  unfolding  like  the  night, 

Brings  quietude  and  rest. 
Glimpse  of  the  fairer  life  to  be, 
In  foretaste  here  possessed ; 

2  From  aimless  wanderings  we  come, 
From  drifting  to  and  fro  ; 

The  wave  of  being  mingles  deep, 

Amid  its  ebb  and  flow ; 
The  grander  sweep  of  tides  serene 

Our  spirits  yearn  to  know! 

3  That  which  the  garish  day  had  lost. 
The  twilight  vigil  brings, 

While  softlier  the  vesper  bell 

Its  silver  cadence  rings, — 
The  sense  of  an  immortal  trust. 

The  brush  of  angel  wings ! 

4  Drop  down  behind  the  solemn  hills, 
0  Day,  with  golden  skies  1 

Serene  above  its  fading  glow. 
Night,  starry-crowned,  arise ! 

So  beautiful  may  heaven  be, 
When  life's  last  sunbeam  dies! 


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1314  Christ  the  Bay- Star.  S.  M. 

"E  lift  our  hearts  to  thee. 
Thou  Day-star  from  on  high : 
The  sun  itself  is  but  thy  shade. 
Yet  cheers  both  earth  and  sky. 

0,  let  thy  rising  beams 

Dispel  the  shades  of  night ; 

And  let  the  glories  of  thy  love. 
Come  like  the  morning  light  1 
66  785 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

3  How  beauteous  nature  now ! 

How  dark  and  sad  before ! — 
With  joy  we  view  the  pleasing  change, 
And  nature's  God  adore. 

4  May  we  this  life  improve, 

To  mourn  for  errors  past ; 
And  live  this  short,  revolving  day, 
As  if  it  were  our  last. 


0 


X3l5  Evening.  C  M. 

LORD !  another  day  is  flown, 
And  we,  a  feeble  band, 
Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne, 
To  bless  thy  fostering  hand. 

2  Thy  heavenly  grace  to  each  impart; 

All  evil  far  remove; 
And  shed  abroad  in  every  heart 
Thine  everlasting  love. 

3  Our  souls,  obedient  to  thy  sway, 

In  Christian  bonds  unite; 
Let  peace  and  love  conclude  the  day. 
And  hail  the  morning  light. 

4  Thus,  cleansed  from  sin,  and  wholly  thine, 

A  flock  by  Jesus  led, 
The  Sun  of  Righteousness  shall  shine 
In  glory  on  our  head. 

5  0  Still  restore  our  wandering  feet, 

And  still  direct  our  way, 
Till  worlds  shall  fail,  and  faith  shall  greet 
The  dawn  of  endless  day. 

1316  Flee  as  a  bird.  P.M. 

FLEE  as  a  bird  to  your  mountain. 
Thou  who  art  weary  of  sin ; 
Go  to  the  clear  flowing  fountain. 
Where  you  may  wash  and  be  clean ! 
786 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

Fly,  for  the  avenger  is  near  thee ; 

Call,  and  the  Saviour  will  hear  thee ; 

He  on  his  bosom  will  bear  thee, 
Thou  who  art  weary  of  sin, 
0  thou  who  art  weary  of  sin. 

He  will  protect  thee  for  ever, 
Wipe  every  falling^  tear ; 

He  will  forsake  thee,  0  never, 
Sheltered  so  tenderly  there; 

Haste,  then,  the  hours  are  flying, 

Spend  not  the  moments  in  sighing. 

Cease  from  your  sorrow  and  crying. 
The  Saviour  will  wipe  every  tear, 
The  Saviour  will  wipe  every  tear. 


I 


1317  Eoening  prayer.  P.M. 

COME  to  thee  to-night. 
In  my  lone  closet,  where  no  eye  can  see, 
And  dare  to  crave  an  interview  with  thee, 
Father  of  love  and  light. 

2  Softly  the  moonbeams  shine 

On  the  still  branches  of  the  shadowy  trees, 
While  all  sweet  sounds  of  evening  on  the  lireeze 
Steal  through  the  slumbering  vine. 

3  Thou  gavest  the  calm  repose 

That  rests  on  all ;  the  air,  the  birds,  the  flower, 
The  human  spirit  in  its  weary  hour, 
Now  at  the  bright  day's  close. 

4  Father!  my  soul  would  be 

Pure  as  the  drops  of  eve's  unsullied  dew — 
And  as  the  stars  whose  nightly  course  is  true. 
So  would  I  be  to  thee. 

5  Not  for  myself  alone  ■• 
Would  I  the  blessings  of  thy  love  implore; 
But  for  each  penitent  the  wide  earth  o'er, 

Whom  thou  hast  called  thine  own. 
787 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

6  And  for  my  heart's  best  friends, 

Whose  steadfast  kindness  o'er  my  painful  years 
Has  watched,  to  soothe  affliction's  griefs  and  tears, 
My  warmest  prayer  ascends, 

7  And  now,  0  Father,  take 

The  heart  I  cast  with  humble  faith  on  thee, 
And  cleanse  its  depths  from  each  impurity, 
For  my  Redeemer's  sake. 

1318  Calvary.  6s&4s. 

WHENE'ER  I  think  of  thee, 
0 !  sacred  Calvary, 
Love  fills  my  breast. 
Flow,  then,  the  joyous  tears; 
Flee,  all  my  guilty  fears ; 
Saviour !  thy  cross  appears. 
And  I  find  rest. 

2  When  from  thy  bleeding  side 
I  see  the  crimson  tide 

Streaming  for  me ; 
Faith  in  thy  flowing  blood, 
0  !  spotless  Lamb  of  God, 
Points  me  from  earth's  dark  clod. 

Upward  to  thee. 

3  When  death's  unsparing  dart 
Pierces  my  fainting  heart, 

Sweetly  I'll  sing: 
Grave  !  thou  no  terror  hast ; 
All  fearful  gloom  is  past; 
Victor  through  Christ  at  last, 

Death  has  no  sting! 

131 9  Invitation.  8s&7s. 

COME  to  Calvary's  holy  mountain, 
Sinners,  ruined  by  the  fall ! 
Here  a  pure  and  healing  fountain, 
Flows  to  cleanse  the  guilty  soul ; 
788 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

In  a  full,  perpetual  tide, 
Opened  when  the  Saviour  died. 

2  Come  in  sorrow  and  contrition, 

Wounded,  impotent,  and  blind; 
Here  the  guilty  find  remission. 

Here  the  lost  a  refuge  find; 
Health  this  fountain  will  restore ; 
He  that  drinks  shall  thirst  no  more. 

3  Come,  ye  dying,  live  for  ever, 

'Tis  a  soul-reviving  flood; 
God  is  faithful — he  will  never 

Break  the  covenant,  sealed  in  blood; 
Signed,  when  our  Redeemer  died, 
Sealed,  when  he  was  crucified. 

1320  Glory  to  our  King.  7s,  6  lines. 

GLORY,  glory  to  our  King ! 
Crowns  unfading  wreathe  his  head ; 
Jesus  is  the  name  we  sing — 
Jesus  risen  from  the  dead ; 
Jesus,  Victor  of  the  grave ; 
Jesus,  mighty  now  to  save. 

2  Now  behold  him  high  enthroned; 

Glory  beaming  from  his  face. 
By  adoring  angels  owned 

God  of  holiness  and  grace : 
0  for  hearts  and  tongues  to  sing. 
Glory,  glory  to  our  King. 

3  Jesus,  on  thy  people  shine ; 

Warm  our  hearts  and  tune  our  tongues, 
That  with  angels  we  may  join — 

Share  their  bliss,  and  swell  their  songs: 
Glory,  honor,  praise,  and  power. 
Lord,  be  thine  for  evormorc. 
789 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

1321  Night  8s  &  7s 

HEAR  my  prayer,  0  heavenly  Father, 
Ere  I  lay  me  down  to  sleep: 
Bid  thy  angels  pure  and  holy, 
Round  my  bed  their  vigil  keep. 

2  Great  my  sins  are,  but  thy  mercy 

Far  outweighs  them  every  one ; 
Dow^n  before  thy  cross  I  cast  them, 
Trusting  in  thy  help  alone. 

3  Keep  me  through  this  night  of  peril, 

Underneath  its  boundless  shade; 
Take  me  to  thy  rest,  I  pray  thee. 
When  my  pilgrimage  is  made! 

4  None  shall  measure  out  thy  patience 

By  the  span  of  human  thought ; 
None  shall  bound  the  tender  mercies 
Which  thy  holy  Son  hath  wrought. 

6  Pardon  all  my  past  transgressions ; 
Give  me  strength  for  days  to  come ; 
Guide  and  guard  me  with  thy  blessing. 
Till  thine  angels  bid  me  home ! 

1322  Our  Mediator.  8s  &  7s. 

JESUS,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory, 
There  for  ever  to  abide  ; 
All  the  heavenly  host  adore  thee, 
^  Seated  at  thy  Father's  side. 

2  There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading ; 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare ; 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 
Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

3  Worship,  honor,  power,  and  blessing. 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive ; 
Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 
Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give. 
790 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  Help,  ye  bright,  angelic  spirits ; 

Bring  your  sweetest,  noblest  lays ; 
Help  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits, 
Help  to  chant  Iramanuel's  praise. 

1323  Adoration.  8s,  7s  «fe  4s. 

LET  us  sing  the  King  Messiah, 
King  of  Righteousness  and  Peace ; 
Hail  him,  all  his  happy  subjects, 
Never  let  his  praises  cease ! 

Ever  hail  him, 
Let  his  honors  still  increase  ! 

2  How  transcendent  are  thy  glories ! 

Fairer  than  the  sons  of  men, 
While  thy  blessed  mediation 
Brings  us  back  to  God  again  ! 

Blessed  Redeemer, 
How  we  triumph  in  thy  reign ! 

3  Gird  thy  sword  on,  Mighty  Hero, 

Make  thy  word  of  truth  thy  car, 
Prosper  in  thy  course  triumphant, 
All  success  attend  thy  war! 

Gracious  Victor, 
Let  mankind  before  thee  bow ! 

4  Blessed  are  all  that  touch  thy  scepter, 

Blessed  are  all  that  own  thy  reign ! 
Freed  from  sin,  that  worst  of  tyrants, 
Rescued  from  his  galling  chain  1 

Saints  and  angels. 
All  who  know  thee  bless  thy  name ! 

1324  Excellency  of  Christ.  H.  M. 
YOU  immortal  throng 

Of  angels  round  the  throne, 
Join  with  our  feeble  song 

To  make  the  Saviour  known : 
On  earth  you  knew  his  wondrous  grace : 
In  heaven  you  view  his  beauteous  face. 
791 


0 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

You  saw  the  heavenly  child 

In  human  flesh  arrayed, 
All  innocent  and  mild, 

While  in  a  manger  laid ; 
And  praise  to  God,  and  peace  on  earth, 
Proclaimed  aloud  for  such  a  biith. 
You  in  the  wilderness 

Beheld  the  tempter  spoiled, 
Well  known  in  every  dress, 

In  every  combat  foiled : 
And  joyed  to  crown  the  Victor's  head. 
Before  his  frown  when  Satan  fled. 
Around  the  bloody  tree 

You  pressed  with  strong  desire, 
That  wondrous  sight  to  see — 

The  Lord  of  life  expire  ! 
And  could  your  eyes  have  known  a  tear, 
In  sad  surprise  had  dropped  it  there. 
Around  his  sacred  tomb 

A  willing  watch  you  keep. 
Till  the  blest  moment  come 

To  rouse  him  from  his  sleep: 
Then  rolled  the  stone,  and  all  adored 
With  joy  unknown,  our  rising  Lord. 
When,  all  arrayed  in  light, 

The  shining  Conqueror  rode, 
You  hailed  his  rapturous  flight 

Up  to  the  throne  of  God ; 
Your  golden  wings  you  waved  around,- 
And  struck  your  strings  of  sweetest  sound. 
The  warbling  notes  pursue,  ^  , 

And  louder  anthems  raise,  \  I 

While  mortals  sing  with  you 

Their  own  Redeemer's  praise. 
And  you,  my  heart,  with  equal  flame. 
Perform  your  part  with  joy  the  same. 
792 


CONTENTS. 


Ko. 

L 


THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 


Ko.  of  Hymim. 

1-23 


IL       GOD. 


Being  and  Perfections;  in  Creation;  in  Prov- 
ideiice;  in  Redemption.     .        -        -        - 

IIL      CHRIST. 

Tlie  Nativity;  Life  and  Ministry;  Sufferings; 
Crucifixion;  Burial  and  Resurrection,  As- 
cension; Coronation;  Mediatorial  Reign. 

IV.  THE  GOSPEL. 

Proclamation ;  Invitations ;  Faith  and  Re- 
pentance; Baptism;  Remission  of  Sins; 
Spirit  of  Adoption ;  Hope  of  Eternal  Life. 

V.  THE  CHURCH. 

Divine  Constitution;  OflBcers;  Love,  Unity 
and  Fellowship;  Lord's  Supper;  Prayer 
and  Social  Meetings ;  Growth  and  Future 
Triumphs.  ...... 

VL      PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

The  Lord's  Day ;  Gratitude  and  Praise;  Open- 
ing; Closing.     -..-.. 

VIL     THE  NEW  LIFE, 

Trust  and  Joy ;  Aspirations ;  Temptations 
and  Conflicts;  Submission  and  Deliver- 
ance; Sympathies  and  Activities;  Private 
Devotions;  Afflictions.       .        .        .        - 

VIIL  THE  PRESENT  AND  THE  FUTrRE. 

Life  and  Death  ;  Second  Advent;  Itesurrec- 
tion;  Final  Judgment;  Heaven. 

IX.  HOME. 

Tlie  Family;  Morning  Hymns;  Evening 
Hymns;  Youth  and  Age. 

X.  TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

Seed-time  and  Harvest;  Old  and  New  Year; 
Thank.egiving;  F'asts;  ^Ii^*8ionary  Assem- 
blies;  The  Sea;   Marriage;   Dedications. 

XL        MISCELLANEOUS. 

67  793 


24-116 


117-265 


266-440 


441-610 


611-759 


760-1032 


1033-1169 


1170-1229 


1230-1304 
1305-1331 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


(4^ The  Figures  indicate  the  ^iin>6«r«  of  tie  Ilymw.) 


Absence  from  tbe  assemblj  of  the  saints,  1013. 
Activities  of  Christian  Life,  951-976. 
Adoption — SM  Spirit  of  Adoption. 
Adrent,  first,  of  Christ — see  Chritt. 
Advent,  second,  1099-1105. 
Affliction,  sympathy  vrith,  1029. 
Afflictions,  993-1032. 

Blessings,  910,  1031. 

Comfort  in,  154, 156,  439,  509,  802,  914,  1028, 1228. 
Age— see   Youth  and  Age. 
Aged,  Hymns  for,  1203,  1229. 

Death  of,  1079. 
Angels — Attendants  of  Christ,  255,  259. 

Song  of,  119-121,  12.3, 126,  132,  134,  135,  137-140, 
Anniversary  Hymn,  1253. 
Ascension — see  Christ. 
Ashamed  of  Jesns,  355,  373,  381. 
Aspirations,  806-844. 

After  fellowship  with  God,  612,  683,  688,  697,  704,  716,  764,  821, 
834,  839,  853,  856,  859,  862,  887,  899,  928,  943,  979,  980,  987- 
ufiu    1032 

After  Love  to  Christ,  505,  804,  807,  811,  813,  814,  891. 

After  Hearen,  806,  810,  812,  817,  819-822,  824-833,836,841,843, 
844,  873,  888,  917,  930-933,  1068,  1099,  1121. 

After  progress  in  Christian  experience,  816,  818,  835,  864,  881, 
896,  915,  990. 

After  the  joys  of  Worship,  858,  924, 1013^  1122. 
Atonement — see  Chrvit. 
Backsliders — see  Relapie  and  Reeovery, 

Gentleness  toward,  490,  975. 

Invitation  to,  288,  296. 

Returning,  868. 
Baptism — Believers,  373-394. 

Christ's,  142,  377,  382,  384-387,  389. 
Benediction,  750,  752. 

Benevolence — see  Sympathiea  and  Aetivitiet. 
Bible — see  Holy  Seriplnret. 
Birth-Day  Hymn,  1174. 
Brotherly  Love — see  Ixme. 
Burial  and  Resurrection  of  Christ,  180-197. 
Burial  Hymn,  1093. 
Business  Meeting,  549. 
Canann,  Heavenly,  428,  429,  431. 
Child's  Prayer,  1207,  1212.  1218,  1219. 
Christ— Advent,  first,  117-140. 

Advent,  second,  1099-1105. 

All  Sufficiency,  222-225,  237,  247,  257,  409,  791,  891,  918. 
-   Ascension,  195-202. 

794 


INDEX  OF  StJBJECTS. 

Atonement,  212,  215,  216,  238,  239,  240,  241,  242,  252,  253,  258, 
261,  263,  363,  390-392,  512,  633,  536,  538,  543,  546,  563,  564, 
946. 

Baptism,  142,  377,  382,  384-387,  389. 

Compassion,  153,  154,  156,  225,  999. 

Condescension,  155,  638. 

Coronation,  203-207. 

Crucifixion,  168-179. 

Divinity,  215,  217,  236,  239,  246,  659,  661-663. 

Example,  143,  144,  146,  149,  150,  157,  160,  162,  164,  165,  376, 
555,  961. 

Intercession,  219,  940,  999. 

King,  208-211,  213-216,  217,  218,  230,  243,  245,  246,  255,  256. 

Life  and  Ministry,  141-156. 

Mediatorial  Reign,  208-265. 

Miracles,  145,  161. 

Mission,  124,  125,  129,  136,  639. 

Poverty,  148. 

Preciousness,  227,  244,  249-251,  262,  406,  412,  416,  440,  513,  518, 
542,  634,  669,  778,  779.  787,  798,  1030. 

Priest,  228,  233,  235,  242,  997,  999. 

Prophet,  Priest,  and  King,  226,  232. 

Refuge,  261,  262,  264,  363,  400,  439,  543,  559,  678,  912,  938. 

Resurrection,  180-194. 

Sufferings,  157-167. 

Way,  223,  248,  797. 

Worthiness,  162,  656,  668,  670,  672,  927. 
Church— 441-610. 

Afllictions,  446,  469. 
Church — Constitution,  441-463. 

Delight  in,  447,  452,  464,  458,  460,  463,  491,  508,  585,  595,  680, 
686,  714. 

Deliverance  of,  448, 

Fellowship,  477-511. 

Growth  and  Triumphs,  462,  591-610. 

God's  dwelling,  684,  687,  690,  691. 

Joining,  478,  482,  516,  522. 

Ministry,  465-476. 

Ordinances — see  Lord't  Day,  and  Lord'*  Supper. 

Organization  of  one,  483,  487. 

Permanency,  456,  464. 
Closing  Hymns,  716-759. 
Communion — see  Love,  Unity  and  Felloteahip, 

In  Christ,  515,  685. 

With  Christ,  644,  685,  710,  978,  981. 

With  God,  561,  562,  666,  671,  765,  766,  855,  979,  983,  985,  1032. 
Completeness  in  Christ,  408,  409,  412,  413,  425. 
Confession — of  sin,  864,  868,  871,  882,  926,  945. 

Of  unbelief,  869. 

Of  weakness,  872. 
Conflicts — see  Templationt  and  Conflict*. 
Consecration  to  Christ,  371,  374-376,  378,  380-383,  387-391,  394,  398.. 

401,  489. 
Contentment,  67,  668,  779,  785,  787. 

Contrition,  688,  864,  868,  871,  882— see,  alio,  Retapt*  and  Recovery. 
Coronation — see  Chriet. 
Creation,  God  in,  43-61. 

Cross— Glorying  in,  355,  373,  374,  381,  390-392,  512,  643,  545,  668. 
Crucifixion — sec  Chriat. 
Dangers,  847,  872. 
Day  of  Judgment,  1114-1118. 

7D6 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 

Deacons,  468,  475. 
Death— of  the  aged,  1079. 

Of  Infants,  1040-1042,  1048,  1049,  1062,  1074. 

Of  Ministers,  1070,  1073,  1064, 

Of  a  Missionary,  1083,  1095. 

Of  persons  in  the  prime  of  life,  1073,  1082. 

Sudden,  1070. 

Of  the  young,  1058. 
Dedication,  1300-1304. 

Deliverances,  114,  692,  1000,  1009,  1014— see,  also.  Submission  and  De- 
liverance. 
Despondency,  890,  1033. 
Dying— Hymns  for  the,  1034,  1043,  1045-1047,  1051,  1053,  1054,  1061, 

1063,  1071,  1078,  1080,  1081,  1084,  1087,  1139,  1226. 
Elders— Ordination  of,  468,  469. 
Evening  Hymns,  1189,  1210. 
Exhortation— to  Faithfulness,  486,  496,  861,  866,  877,  879,  895,  896,  934. 

To  Forbearance  and  Gentleness,  490   972,  976. 

To  look  to  Jesus,  790. 

To  Mourners,  1048. 

To  Perseverance,  883,  894. 

To  Pray. 

To  Trust,  880,  890. 

To  Watch  and  Pray,  870,  872.  < 

Faith  and  Repentance,  336-370. 
Faithfulness,  876,  894-896. 

Family,  1170-1175 — see,  also,  Morning  and  Evening. 
Fasts,  1254-1265. 
Fellowship — see  Communion. 
Final  Judgment — see  Day  of  Judgment. 
Foretastes,  532,  544,  672,  613,  616,  617,  679,  719. 
Forgiveness — see  Remission  of  Sins. 
Friends— Absent,  992. 
Funeral  Hymns — see  Life  and  Death. 
Future — see  Present. 
Gentleness,  975. 

Gethscmane,  157,  159,  160,  162-167. 
Glory  of  God — see  God. 
Glorying  in  the  Cross — see  Cross. 
God — Being  and  Perfections,  24-42. 

Compassion,  93-95,  1005. 

Dominion,  28,  56,  57. 

Eternity,  25,  44,  75. 

Glory  and  Majesty,  36,  49,  55,  60,  80,  91,  102,  675. 

Goodness,  34,  48,  52,  83,  96,  583,  609,  669. 

Greatness,  24,  31,  38,  41,  45,  46,  49,  54,  69,  62,  71. 

Holiness,  36,  56. 

Immutability,  853. 

Invisibility,  84,  983. 

Justice,  85. 

Love,  30,  42,  46,  49,  52,  61,  66,  86,  104,  107,  110,  113,  116, 147. 

Mercy,  106-116. 

Omnipotence,  43,  53.  82,  89. 

Omnipresence,  27,  33,  50,  52,  67,  573,  636. 

Omniscience,  32,  35,  40,  89. 

Providence,  62-104,  763. 

Unsearchableness,  79,  84,  90. 

Wisdom,  26,  37,  69,  105,  112. 

Word  of — see  Holy  Scrijilurcs. 

Works,  4.V61. 
Gospel — Conditions,  336-394. 

796 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 

Inritations,  273,  276-335, 

Power  of,  268,  271. 

Proclamation,  266-275, 

Promises — see  Remittion  of  Sim,  Spirit  of  Adoption,  and  Hope  of 
Eternal  Life. 
Grace,  403,  403, 
Gratitude,  634-673. 
Harvest — see  Seed-time. 
Heart-Searcbings,  1114. 
Heaven,  1119-1169, 
Holy  Scriptures,  1-23. 
Holy  Spirit — see  Spirit  of  Adoption, 
Home,  1170-1229. 
Hope  of  Eternal  Life,  426-440. 
Humiliation — see  Faata. 
Humility,  688. 

Immanuel — see  Christ's  Divinitif. 

Infants— Death  of,  1040,  1042,"l048,  1049,  1062, 1069, 1074. 
Invitations — see  Qospel. 
Jesus — see  Christ. 
Joy — In  Consecration,  398-400. 

In  Divine  Support,  770,  792,  794,  916. 

In  fellowship  with  Christians,  508. 

In  fellowship  with  God,  765,  766. 

In  Hope,  793, 

In  Pardon,  402,  404,  407,  408. 

In  Submission,  777,  781,  802,  1023,  1026,  1027. 

In  Tribulation,  838,  1028, 
Joys  of  earth — Transitory,  1035, 

Kindness — see  Sumpathies  and  Activities,  and  Xoo«,  Unitij  and  FeUowkip* 
Kingdom  of  Christ — see  Mediatorial  Reign. 
Liberality  in  giving,  971, 
Life  and  Death,  1034-1098, 
Life— Brevity  of,  1045,  1052,  1055,  1078,  1081. 
Looking  to  Jesus,  790. 

Longing  for  the  courts  of  thp  Lord,  686,  688. 
Lord's  Day,  611-694,  699, 

Evening  of,  615. 

Morning,  early,  623, 
Lord's  Prayer,  580. 
Lord's  Supper,  512-546, 
Lore — for  Christ — see  Aspirations. 

For  Christians,  477-511, 

For  God — see  Aspirations. 

For  Man,  972, 

Of  Christ— see  Christ. 

Of  Christians,  477-511. 

Of  God— see  God. 
Love,  Unity  and  Fellowship,  477-511. 
Majesty  of  God — see  God. 
Man — Dignity  of,  redeemed,  109,  413. 

Frailty  and  Mortality,  1035,  1045,  1052,  1055,  1089,  1098. 
Marriage,  1297-1299. 
Mediatorial  Reign,  208-265. 
MediUtion,  562. 
Mercy-Seat,  547,  551,  564, 
Ministers — Death  of,  1064,  1073. 
Ministry — see  Church. 
Missionaries — see  Church. 

Death  of,  1083,  1095, 

Farewell  of,  1281,  1283. 

797 


INDEX  OF  SURTECTS. 

Missionary  Assemblies,  1267-1287 — see,  also,  ChurcJi,  and  OotpsU 

Morning  Hymns,  1176-1188. 

National  Hymns — see  Thanksgiving,  and  Fa*t». 

Nativity — see  Christ,  Advent  of. 

Nature — God  seen  in,  43-59. 

And  Revelation — see  Holy  Scripture*. 
New  Life,  760-1033. 
New  Year,  1239-1244. 
Night — see  Evening  Hymiu. 
Obedience,  380,  393,  784. 
Officers  of  the  Church,  465-476. 
Old  Age,  1203,  1226,  1227,  1229. 
Old  and  New  Year,  1239-1244. 
Omnipotence — see  God. 
Omnipresence — see  Ood. 
Omniscience — see  God. 
Opening  Hymns,  674-714. 
Oppression  deprecated,  972,  1259,  1262. 
Ordinances — see  Bnptism,  Lord's  Day,  and  Lord's  Supper. 
Ordination,  468,  469. 
Orphans,  962,  963,  968. 
Pardon — see  Remission  of  Sins. 
Parting,  430,  484,  485,  600,  502,  607. 

At  close  of  Service,  720,  721,  724,  732,  789,  754-766. 

After  Lord's  Supper,  530. 

With  Missionaries,  465,  466,  470,  471. 
Party  spirit  deprecated,  497,  501,  511. 
Passover — Christ  the  true,  546. 
Pastors — see  Church  Ministry. 
Patience,  901,  931. 

Peace  and  War,  951,  965.  973,  974,  1247,  1258,  12«0. 
Peace — among  Christians,  497,  499. 

In  trouble,  414,  423,  1020. 

Of  God,  760. 

Salutation  of,  750. 
Perseverance,  883-885,  894-896. 
Pestilence,  1261. 

Philanthropy,  972 — see,  also,  Sympathie*  and  AetwiH«*. 
Pity  for  the  erring,  975. 
Poor — see  Sympathies  and  Activities. 
Praise — see  Gratitude,  and  Thanksgiving. 

Calls  to,  24,  29,  58,  101,  102,  650,  654,  673,  674,  681,  682,  700-702, 
743,  927. 

Due  from  Man,  47,  48. 

From  bis  works,  61-65. 

For  benefits,  644,  650-652,  692,  736,  8»3,  »22,  1225,  1230-1239, 
1243. 

For  Deliverances,  912,  1014,  1020,  1292. 

For  Redemption,  643,  646,  648,  649,  927. 
Prayer— at  night,  1209,  1210. 
Prayer— a  child's,  1207,  1212,  1218,  1219. 

For  Contentment,  558,  775. 

For  Deliverance,  857,  1001,  1016,  1017,  1022,  1024. 

For  entire  conformity  to  the  will  of  God,  896,  915,  952,  990. 

For  Guidance,  116,  572,  575,  587,  590,  730,  744,  773,  806,  809,  842, 
876,  1175,  1244. 

For  God's  remembrance,  862,  1024. 

For  Laborers,  473. 

For  Strength,  584,  589,  872,  877. 

For  Submissiveness,  913,  918,  920,  921. 

For  support  in  Death,  1080,  1087. 

798 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 

For  Teachableness,  683,  780. 
Prayer— Hour  of,  530,  561,  581,  67»,  712. 

In  anguish,  925,  1U02,  1012,  1087. 

In  Old  Age,  1229. 

Invitation  to,  569,  570,  574,  58ft. 

Lord's,  paraphrased,  580. 

Secret — see  Private  Devotion*. 
Prayer  and  Social  Meetings,  547-590. 

Opening  of,  568,  576. 
Preaching — see  Proclamation. 
Present  and  Future,  10.34-1169, 
Private  Devotions,  977-992. 
Proclamation  of  the  Gospel,  266-275. 
ProcrMttuatton  deprecated,  276,  277,  279,  280,  282,  284,  297,  298,  302, 

306,  311,  322,  323,  334,  970. 
Prodigals  returning,  364,  367,  368,  868. 
Providence — see  God. 
Public  Worship,  611-759. 
Punishment  of  Wicked — see  Final  Judgvunt. 
Reception  uf  Members — see  Love,  Unity  and  Fellowtkip, 
Recovery  from  Sickness,  1009,  1014,  1027. 
Redemption — God  in,  105-116 — see  Ghritt. 
Relapse  and  Recovery,  939-950. 
Remission  of  Sins,  395-408. 
Repentance — see  Faitk. 
Resurrection — of  Christ,  180-197. 

Of  the  Just  and  Unjust,  1109.  1113 — lee,  also.  Second  Advent. 
Resignation — see  Sitbmi»»ioti. 

Retirement,  562,  577 — see,  also.  Private  Devotiont. 
Retrospection,  871,  882,  903,  943,  944,  1156,  1203,  1204^ 
Reunion,  705. 

Scriptures — see  Holy  Scripture*. 
Sea,  1288-1296. 

Seasons — see  Time*  and  Seaton*. 
Seed-time  and  Harvest,  1230-1238. 
Self-dedication — see  Gontecratiou. 
Self  examination,  981. 
Sickness,  1000,  1008,  1009,  1014,  1027,  1029. 
Sin — see  Uemintion. 
Sons  of  Qod — see  Spirit  of  Adoption, 
Spirit  of  Adoption,  409-425. 
Spiritual  Blessing,  492. 
Spiritual  Life,  486. 
Stewardship,  876. 
Storm,  82,  87,  1289,  1292. 
Strangers  and  Pilgrims,  498. 
Strife  deprecated,  499. 

Submission,  68,  81,  560,  771,  777,  799,  803,  980,  998, 1011, 1023. 
Submission  and  Deliverance,  898-938. 
Supplication,  578,  1012,  1017,  1024. 
Surrender  to  Christ,  359,  360,  364,  365,  368. 
Sympathies  and  Activities,  951-976. 
Temptations  and  Conflicts,  845-897. 
Thanksgiving,  1245-1253. 
Times  and  Seasons,  1230-1304. 
Trials — see  Affliction*. 

Trust,  65,  66,  70,  74,  87-89,  100,  103,  104,  414,  682. 
Trust  and  Joy,  706-805. 
Unbelief  deplored,  869. 

Unity  of  Christians,  707,  723 — see,  also.  Love,  Unity  and  ^ellowthip. 
Vanity  of  earthly  Ambitions,  874,  893,  950,  1044,  1098. 

799 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 

Vigilance,  848,  860,  8(51,  863,  866,  875,  884. 

Waiting  on  God,  608,  566,  567,  708,  765. 

Waiting  to  go  home,  931,  1226. 

War — see  J'eace. 

Warfare— Christian,  427,  657,  845-897. 

Warnings' — see  Gospel  luviUitiona. 

Watching  with  the  sick,  1029. 

Watchfulness — see  Vif/ilance. 

Winter  of  the  Soul,  10*33. 

Wisdom  of  God — see  God. 

Word  of  God— Abused,  8. 

Precious,  20,  22,  23. 

Source  of  Knowledge,  5,  8,  9,  11,  15,  16,  18. 

Source  of  Strength  and  Comfort,  2,  4,  6,  10,  12,  14,  17,  tL 

Spread  of,  6. 

Superior  to  Nature,  1-3,  19. 
World  Renounced,  447,  791,  808,  813,  893,  923. 
Worship,  Family,  1170-1210. 
Worship— Private,  977-992. 

Public,  611-759, 

Social,  647-690. 
Wrath  of  God — see  Final  JudgmttU. 
Year- Old  and  New.  1239-1244. 
Youth  and  Age,  1211-1229. 
Youth— Death  of,  1058, 

Invited,  325. 

Warned,  1216. 

800 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


(The  figures  indicate  the  Numbers  of  the  Hymns.) 


Abide  with  me,  fast  falls  the  even'  tide, 

A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have,       .        .        - 

Acquaint  thee,  O  mortal,     -        -  '     - 

A  few  more  years  shall  roll,      ... 

Affliction  is  a  stormy  deep, 

Arter  the  toil,  when  the  morning  breaks, 

Again  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 

Again  the  Lord  of  light  and  life. 

Ah,  guilty  sinner,  ruined  by  transgression, 

Ah,  what  avails  my  strife. 

Ah,  wretched,  vile,  ungrateful  heart, 

Alas,  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 

Alas,  how  poor  and  little  worth, 

Alas,  what  hourly  dangers  rise, 

A  little  longer  still. 

All  around  us,  fair  with  flowers, 

All  as  God  wills,  who  wisely  heeds, 

AH  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name,     - 

All  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord, 

All  you  that  are  weary  and  sad,  come, 

All  you  that  have  confessed. 

Almighty  Father,  gracious  Lord, 

Almighty  Father  of  mankind. 

Almighty  God,  thy  word  is  c««t, 

Almighty  Maker  of  my  frame. 

Almighty  Sovereign  of  the  skies, 

Amazing  grace,  how  sweet  the  sound. 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

Among  the  mountain  trees, 

A  mother  may  forgetful  be,     - 

And  are  we  yet  alive. 

And  can  I  yet  delay. 

And  can  my  heart  aspire  so  high. 

And  did  the  holy  and  the  just, 

And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love. 

And  is  there.  Lord,  a  rest. 

And  let  our  bodies  part. 

And  must  I  part  with  all  I  have, 

And  now  another  day  is  gone. 

And  now,  my  soul,  another  year, 

And  will  the  judge  descend, 

803 


a 


Lyte. 
Watts. 
Wesley. 
Knox. 
Bonar. 
Cotton. 


Mrs.  Barbauld. 

a  Wesley. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Watts. 

Longfellow  (  7V.) 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Christian  Register. 

Whittier. 

•    Perronet. 

Montgomery. 


-    Mrs.  Steele. 
Logan. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Newton. 

Watts. 

T.  J.  Edmunsofu 

Mrs.  Steele. 

C.  Wesley. 

•      a  Wesley. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Palmer. 

C  Wesley. 

•    Beddome. 


Doddridge. 


1227 
34/ 
87b 
789 
828 

1004 
933 
696 
694 

1118 
364 
341 
240 

1087 
872 
931 
970 
904 
203 
743 
321 
496 
644 
87 
733 

1045 

1245 
403 
863 
166 
446 
705 
365 

1011 
173 
143 

1133 
739 
360 

1191 

1240 
300 


INDEX. 


Angels  from  the  realms  of  glory, 
Angels,  roll  the  rock  away, 
Another  day  is  past,  ... 

Another  six  days'  work  is  done, 
A  parting  hymn  we  sing, 
A  pilgrim  through  this  lonely  world, 
Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy  seat, 
Arise,  ye  people,  and  adore. 
Arise,  ye  saints,  arise,  ... 

Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake. 
Around  Bethesda's  healing  wave, 
As  down  in  the  sunless  retreats. 
As  flows  the  rapid  river,      ... 
Asliamed  of  Christ,  our  souls  disdain, 
Asleep  in  Jesus,  blessed  sleep  ! 
As  much  have  I  of  worldly  good. 
As  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays, 
As  oft  with  worn  and  weary  feet, 
As  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung, 
As  the  hart,  with  eager  looks. 
As  the  sweet  flower  that  scents, 
A  sweetly  solemn  thought,     .        .        - 
At  evening  time  when  day  is  done,     - 
Awake,  and  sing  the  song,     .        .        . 
Awaked  from  sin's  delusive  sleep, 
Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun. 
Awake,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays, 
Awake,  my  soul,  lift  up  thine  eyes, 
Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve, 
Awake,  my  tongue,  thy  tribute  bring. 
Awake,  our  souls,  away  our  fears, 
Awake,  ye  saints,  awake,       .        .         - 
Awake,  you  saints,  and  raise  your, 
Away  from  earth  my  spirit  turns, 
Away  from  his  home,        .        .        - 
A  weak  and  weary  dove,  with  drooping 

Beautiful  Zion,  built  above. 
Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Before  thy  tlirone,  with  tearful  eyes, 
Begin,  my  soul,  the  lofty  strain, 
Behold  the  blind  their  sight  receive, 
Behold  the  bright  morning  appears, 
Behold  the  day  is  come, 
Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 
Behold  the  lofty  sky,      .        .        -        • 
Beliold  the  man  I  how  glorious  he,    - 
Behold  the  morning  sun,        .        .        . 
Behold  the  mountain  of  the  Lord, 
Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind,     - 
Behold  the  sure  foundation  stone,     - 
Behold  the  woman's  promised  seed, 
Behold,  wliere  in  a  mortal  form, 

804 


Montgomerxj. 
Gibbons. 


Stennett. 
A.  R.   W. 

Bonar. 
Newton. 
-    Lyle. 


Sliruhsole. 

Barton. 

Moore. 

S.  F.  Smith. 

Mrs.  McKay. 


Wilberforce. 

-    Stennett. 

Montgomery. 

Cunningham. 

J  lice  Carey. 

Monfgome7-y. 

Hammond. 

Moore. 

Kenn. 

Medley. 

Mrs.  Barbauld. 

Doddridge. 

Need  ham. 

Watts. 

Cottrrill. 

Doddridge. 

Palmer. 

W.  Hunter. 


Watts. 

Palmer. 

Mrs.  Howe. 

Watts. 

Beddome. 
Watts. 
Watts. 

-      Watts. 

-     M.  Bruce. 

S.  Wesley,  sen. 

Watts. 

.      Watts. 

Enfield. 


137 
189 

1196 
616 
530 
150 
5fi4 
199 
877 

12()8 
349 

1032 

1087 
381 

1038 
148 
871 
997 
176 
823 

1040 

1195 

1221 
648 
342 

1181 
634 
847 
866 
105 
856 
63(J 
815 
518 

1095 
950 

1157 
674 
941 
53 
145 
194 

1115 
236 
19 
171 
271 
597 
J  75 
444 
118 
149 


INDEX. 


Beneath  the  shadow  of  the  crosB, 

£eni>;naiit  God  of  love  and  power, 

Be  still,  be  still,  for  all  around,    - 

Be  still,  my  heart,  these  anxious  cares, 

Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Beyond,  beyond  that  boundless  sea, 

Beyond  the  smiling  and  the  weeping. 

Beyond  the  starry  skies, 

Beyond  where  Cedron's  waters  flow, 

Bleeding  hearts,  defiled  by  sin. 

Blessed  are  the  humble  souls  that  see, 

Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart. 

Blessed  are  the  sons  of  God,        ... 

Blessed  be  the  dear  uniting  love, 

Blessed  be  the  everlasting  God, 

Blessed  be  the  tie  that  binds, 

Blessed  be  thy  love,  dear  Lord, 

Blessed  day  of  God,  most  calm,  most  bright. 

Blessed  feast  of  love  divine,    -        -        - 

Blessed  hour  when  mortal  man  retires. 

Blessed  is  the  hour  when  carea  depart, 

Blessed  is  the  man  whose. 

Blessed  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place, 

Blessed  morning  whose  young  dawning. 

Blessed  Saviour,  Friend  divine, 

Blessed  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song. 


S.  Longfellow. 


Newton. 

Walts. 

Conder. 

Bonar. 

Turner,  varied. 

S.  F.  Smith. 

Watts. 

Keble. 

Humphreys. 

C.  Wealey, 

Walts. 

Fawcett. 

John  Austin. 


Raffles. 

-    S.  F.  Smith. 

Mrs.  Barhauld. 

Watts. 

-       Watts. 

Moore. 

Watts. 


W.  T. 


Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 

Book  of  grace  and  book  of  glory. 

Bread  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  feed, 

Breast  the  wave.  Christian,  when  it, 

Breathe  thoughts  of  pity  o'er  a. 

Bright  and  joyful  was  the  morn. 

Brightness  of  the  Father's  glory, 

Bright  source  of  everlasting  love, 

Bright  the  vision  that  delighted, 

Brigiit  was  the  guiding  star. 

Inroad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 

Brother,  hast  thou  wandered  far, 

Burdened  with  guilt,  wouldst  thou  be  blest, 

Buried  beneath  the  yieldifig  wave, 

Burst,  ye  emerald  gates,  and  bring. 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill, 

By  faith  in  Christ  I  walk  with  God, 

Call  Jehovah  thy  salvation, 

Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night, 

Child  amid  the  flowers  at  play, 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 

Child  of  sin  and  sorrow,      .        -        -         . 

Christian  !  see  the  Orient  morning, 

Christians,  keep  your  armor  bright, 

Christian,  the  morn  breaks  sweetly  o'er  thee. 


Altered  by  Toplady. 


-  Conder. 

Staiighton. 

Edmeston. 


Boden. 

Ancient  Hymns. 

Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

Watts. 


-     Heher. 
Newton. 

Montgomery. 

Sears. 

Mrs.  Hemans. 

Cennick 

T.  Hastings. 


Christian,  the  vision  before  thee, 

805 


A.  S.  Hayden. 


956 
549 
684 
89S 
675 
84 
840 
259 
164 
3u7 
411 
741 
420 
488 
182 
495 
916 
699 
532 
679 
712 
953 
772 
183 
406 

1192 
273 
21 
534 
895 
975 
127 
661 
954 
662 
223 
283 
948 
318 
382 
202 

1211 
855 

421 
123 
574 
498 
322 
602 
861 
934 
1097 


INDEX. 


Christ  leads  ine  through  no  darker, 

Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  toilay, 

Cling  to  the  crucititd,  ... 

C\ing  to  the  mighty  One, 

Come,  all  ye  saints  of  God, 

Come,  and  behold  the  place. 

Come,  Christian  brethren,  ere  we, 

Come,  come,  come  to  the  Saviour, 

Come,  dear  friends,  we  are  all  brethren, 

Come,  every  pious  heart, 

Come  from  the  East  with  gifts,  ye  Kings,     - 

Come,  happy  souls,  adore  the  Lamb, 

Come  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast, 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  our  God, 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  tlie  Lord, 

Come  let  us  anew,  

Come,  let  us  join  in  songs  of  praise, 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs, 

Come,  let  us  join  our  friends  above, 

Come,  let  us  join  with  hosts  above, 

Come,  let  us  join  with  one  accord. 

Come,  let  us  pray ;  't  is  sweet  to  feel, 

Come,  let  us  to  the  Lord  our  God, 

Come,  Lord,  and  warm  each. 

Come,  my  Christian  brethren,  come. 

Come  on,  my  partners  in  distress. 

Come,  0  thou  King  of  all  thy  saints, 

t^onie,  0  thou  mighty  Saviour,       .        .        . 

Come,  saints,  let  us  join  in  the  praise, 

Come,  sing  to  me  of  heaven,        ... 

Come,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast, 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad,       .        .        - 

Come  to  Calvary's  holy  mountain. 

Come  to  the  Ark,  come  to  the  Ark, 

Come  to  the  house  of  prayer. 

Come  unto  me,  when  shadows  darkly  gather, 

Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin. 

Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 

Come,  ye  thankful  people,  come. 

Come,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord, 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er. 

Come,  you  sinners,  poor  and  needy,     - 

Come,  you  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 

Come,  you  that  love  the  Saviour's, 

Crown  his  head  with  endless  blessing,    - 

Dark  and  thorny  is  the  desert. 

Dark  was  the  night,  and  cold  the  ground,    - 

Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sadness. 

Day  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders. 

Dear  as  thou  wast,  and  justly  dear. 

Dear  Father,  to  thy  mercy-seat, 

Dear  }b  the  spot  ^here  Christians  sleep, 

806 


R.  Baxter. 

-  a   Wesley. 


K  K.  White. 
A.  D.  Fillmore. 

Stennett. 


Jones. 

Kelly. 

Montgomery. 

a  Wesley. 


Walts. 
Wesley. 
Wesley. 
Wesley. 


Morrison. 
Mrs.  Steele. 


Mrs.  Steele. 

Palmer. 

De  Fleury. 


'     Watts. 
Montgomery. 

E.  Taylor. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Walts. 

Henry  Alford. 

G.  Burder. 

'       T.  Moore. 

Hart 

Mrs.  Steele. 


10  Vi 
lUO 
372 
265 
927 
386 
720 
324 
601 
670 

1267 
377 
291 
478 
522 

1242 
233 
206 
494 

1213 
618 
569 
357 
697 
824 
509 
693 
598 
666 

1135 
285 
702 

1319 
292 
570 

1228 
281 
701 

1236 
113 
586 
312 
481 
230 
205 


888 

-     160 

605 

Newton.  1117 

.     Dale.  1056 

1309 

1037 


INDEX. 


Dear  Jesus,  ever  at  thy  side,  ....  Faber. 
Death  can  not  make  our  soula  afraid,     -        -  Waits. 

Deathless  Spirit,  now  arise,  .  -  .  .  Tnpladi/. 
Deem  not  tliat  they  are  blest  alone,  •  W.  C.  Bryant. 
Delay  not,  delay  not,  0  sinner,  -        •         T.  Hastings. 

Desponding  soul,  0  cease  thy  woe,  -  T.  U.  Walters. 
Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep,  -  -  -  -  Beddome. 
Didst  thou.  Lord  Jesus,  suffer  shame,  -  Kirkham. 

Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing.  Lord,  ...    HarL 

Does  the  gospel  word  proclaim,  ...     Kewton. 

Do  not  I  trust  in  thee,  O  Lord,         .... 
Down  the  dark  future,  through  long,  -       Longfellow. 

Draw  near,  ye  weary,        -        -  Mrs.  St.  Leon  Loud. 

Dropping  down  the  troubled  river,        ...     Bonar. 


Early,  my  God,  without  delay,        ....   Watts. 

Eartli  has  a  joy  unknown  in  heaven,         .        .        .         . 

Kartli,  with  her  ten  thousand  flowers,     • 

Ere  mountains  reared  their  forms  sublime, 

Ere  to  the  world  again  we  go, 

Eternal  Father,  strong  to  save. 

Eternal  Lord,  from  land  to  land. 

Eternal  Lord,  whose  power. 

Eternal  Source  of  every  joy. 

Eternal  Source  of  life  and  light,     ... 

Eternal  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise, 

Every  day  hath  toil  and  trouble, 

Exalted  Prince  of  life,  we  own, 

Fading,  still  fading,  the  last  beam  is  shining. 

Faintly  flow,  thou  falling  river, 

Fair  shines  the  morning  star. 

Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 

Fallen  on  Zion's  battle  field,       ... 

Far  as  thy  name  is  known,  ... 

Far  down  the  ages  now,  ... 

Farewell,  my  friends,  time  rolls  along, 

Far,  far  o'er  hill  and  dale. 

Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating. 

Far  from  my  heavenly  home. 

Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world, 

Far  from  these  narrow  scenes. 

Far  from  tlie  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee, 

Father  divine,  thy  piercing  eye, 

Father,  glory  be  to  thee,        .... 

Father,  hear  our  humble  claim,        ... 

Father,  how  wide  tiiy  glory  shines. 

Father,  I  know  that  all  my  life,         -        •    A.  L. 

Father,  I  know  thy  ways  are  just. 

Father,  in  thy  mysterious  presence,  S.  Johnson. 

Father,  1  wait  before  thy  throne,  ...       Watts. 

Father  of  love,  our  Guide  and  Friend,       -        -        . 

Father,  0  hear  me  now,        -        -        -        Anna  W.  Hall 

807 


Lyte. 

Hymns,  anc.  &  mod. 

Bay  Palmer. 
Doddndge. 

Watts. 

Bailey. 

Doddridge. 


Montgomei-y. 

-      Watts. 

J.  N.  Majitt. 

•      Watts. 
Bonar. 


J.  Taylor. 

Hymns,  anc.  &  mod. 

-      Watts. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Cowper. 

Doddridge. 

Gaskell. 


Watts. 
Waring. 


1212 

1054 

1072 

994 

330 

363 

161 

355 

721 

369 

766 

973 

154 

1075 

698 

396 

61 

25 

717 

1288 

592 

1283 

1230 

730 

112 

976 

210 

1210 

1205 
326 
352 

1073 
458 
459 
507 

1098 
709 

106H 
977 
429 
985 
986 
749 
707 
111 
775 
908 
584 
415 
773 
925 


INDEX, 


Father  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear, 
Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love,     - 
Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word, 
Father  of  spirits,  liumbly  bent,     - 
Father  of  spirits,  nature's  God, 
Father  of  the  human  race, 
Father  supreme,  thou  high  and  holy  One, 
Father,  to  us  thy  children,  humbly, 
Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss, 
Father,  whene'er  our  trembling. 
Flee  as  a  bird  to  your  mountain, 
Fling  out  the  banner,  let  it  float, 
For  a  season  called  to  part,      ... 
For  ever  with  the  Lord,         ... 
Forgiveness,  t  is  a  joyful  sound. 
Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky. 
Forth  in  thy  name,  O  Lord,  I  go,     - 
For  thy  mercy  and  thy  grace. 
For  Zion's  sake  1  will  not  rest, 
Fountain  of  light  and  living  breath,     - 
Fountain  of  life  and  God  of  love,    - 
Friend  after  friend  departs, 
From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies. 
From  Calvary  a  cry  was  heard, 
From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
From  the  cross  uplifted  high. 
From  the  recesses  of  a  lowly  spirit, 
From  the  regions  of  love,  lo  !  an  angel,    - 
From  the  table  now  retiring. 
Full  of  trembling  expectation. 

Gently,  gently  lay  thy  rod,         ... 
Gently,  Lord,  0  gently  lead  us,     - 
Gently,  my  Saviour,  let  me  down,    - 
Gird  on  thy  conquering  sword,     - 
Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise,    - 
Give  to  our  God  immortal  praise. 
Give  to  the  Lord  thine  heart, 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears, 
Glorious  in  thy  saints  appear, 
Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken. 
Glory,  glory  everlasting,  ... 

Glory,  glory  to  our  King,      .        .        - 
Glory  to  God  on  high,       .        .        .        - 
Glory  to  God  who  deigns  to  bless, 
Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night,    - 
Glory  to  thee,  whose  powerful  word,    - 
Go,  and  the  Saviour's  grace  proclaim,     - 
God  bless  our  native  land, 
God  calling  yet;  shall  I, 
God  doth  not  leave  his  own, 
God  eternal,  Lord  of  all, 

808 


Beddome. 

Raffles. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Bowring. 

-    Collyer. 

J.  F.  Clarke. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Bulfinch. 

Doane. 

Newton. 

-     Montgomety. 

Gibbons. 

JJeber. 

-      a  Wesley. 

Henry  Downtoa. 

J.  Quarks. 


Montgomery. 

Waitn. 

Montgomery. 

Stowell. 

Heher. 

Haweis. 

'  Bowring. 


a  Wesley. 

Lyte. 
Hastings. 

-  Hill. 
Doddridge. 

-  Watts. 
Watts. 

Gerhardt. 
Newton. 


Kelly. 


Kenn. 

C.  Wesley. 

Morell. 

Dwighl. 

From  the  German. 

J.  E.  Millard. 


467 

81 

10 

fr71 

27 

1299 

12U9 

589 

558 

869 

1316 

267 

748 

87;^ 

395 

678 

1178 

1244 

595 

764 

1232 

1090 

718 

168 

547 

1285 

303 

588 

139 

535 

1024 

1022 

1175 

1034 

609 

817 

107 

299 

880 

747 

460 

664 

1320 

668 

734 

1189 

1289 

1270 

1250 

339 

802 

60 


INDEX. 


God  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son,       -        -        .         -  Beddome.  268 

God  is  in  his  holy  temple,        ...---  7]  I 

God  is  in  the  loneliest  spot,        -        .        -        .       Conder.  991 

God  is  love;  his  mercy  brightens,           -        -        Bowring.  116 

Gofi  is  the  fountain  whence,       ....        -         -  96 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints,        ....     Watts.  442 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way,          ...      Cowper.  79 

God!  my  supporter  and  my  hope,          -        -        -      Watts.  114 

God  of  mercy,  do  thou  never,      -        -        -             Pierpont.  1 253 

God  of  mercy,  God  of  love,     r        -        -        -       J.  Taylor.  882 

God  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth,           -        -         Watts.  1223 

God  of  my  life,  thy  boundless  grace,       -        -        -        -  412 

God  of  my  hfe,  to  thee, 1174 

God  of  my  life,  to  thee  I  call,          ...          Cowper.  995 

God  of  our  salvation,           ......         .  897 

God  of  our  salvation,  hear  us,          ....    Kelly.  756 

God  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice,    -        •        -        -        -  1179 

God  of  the  prophet  s  power,     ..-.--  1272 

God's  law  demands  one  living  faith,    ...      Briggs.  7 

God,  that  madest  earth  and  heaven,        ...  Heber.  1201 

God  with  us!  O  glorious  name,  -         .....  130 

Go,  messenger  of  peace  and  love,     ...        Balfour.  466 

Go  on,  you  pilgrims,  while  below,        .....  486 

Go  to  dark  Gethsemane,  ....          Montgomery.  162 

Go  to  the  grave,  in  all  thy,  ....      Montgomery.  1082 

Go  to  thy  rest,  fair  child, 1069 

Go  to  thy  rest  in  peace,        .......  1094 

Go  up,  go  up,  my  heart,           .....  Bonar.  833 

Go  watch  and  pray ;  thou  canst  not  tell,     ....  1224 

Go  when  the  morning  shineth,         .....  579 

Go  with  thy  servant.  Lord,  -        -        -        -        -        -471 

Grace!  'tis  a  charming  sound,        ...    Doddridge.  405 

Gracious  Saviour,  we  adore  thee,         ...     Cutting.  394 

Gracious  Source  of  every  blessing,  .....  1229 

Greatest  of  beings.  Source  of  life,        ...        Watts.  46 

.  Great  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings,         ...  Watts.  680 

Great  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou,      ...        Watts.  39 

Great  God!  the  followers  of  thy,     •        -          H.  Ware,  jr.  677 

Great  God !  thy  penetrating  eye,          -        -        •    E.  Scott.  40 

Great  God!  we  sing  that  mighty,    -        .        -    Doddridge.  1239 

Great  God!  whose  universal  sway,      ...        Watts.  213 

Great  is  the  Lord,  our  God,     .....    Watts.  452 

Great  Maker  of  unnumbered  worlds,  .....  1255 

Great  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame,   ...    Doddridge.  82 

Great  Source  of  boundless  power,         -        -       Mrs.  Steele.  1001 

Great  Source  of  life  and  light, 418 

Great  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great,  -        .        -        Waits.  269 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah,           ...    Oliver.  115 
Guide  us,  Lord,  while  hand  in  hand,           ....    745 

Had  I  ten  thousand  gifts  beside,  ...  Chatham.     257 

Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews,  -        -    Watts.     480 

Happy  are  they  who  lenrn  in  thee,      .....  1007 

68  809 


INDEX. 


-   a 

J.B. 


Happy  soul,  thy  days  are  ended,     -        -        •      C.  Weslei/. 
Happy  the  cliild  whose  tender  years,  ...        Walts. 
Happy  the  Church,  thou  sacred  place,     -        -        -    Watts. 
Happy  the  home  wlien  God  is  there,    -        -        -        -        - 

Happy  the  saints  whose  lot  is  cast,         .... 

Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  joined,  .        -  C.  Wesley. 

Hail,  gracious,  heavenly  Prince,     ....        - 

Hail,  morning  known  among  the,        ...  Wardlaw. 
Hail,  ransomed  world,  awake  to  glory.  .... 

Hail,  sacred  truth,  whose  piercing  rays,     .        .        .        - 
Hail,  sweetest,  dearest  tie  that  binds,      ...  Sutton. 
Hail  the  blest  morn,  when  the  great  Mediator,  -        -        . 
Hail  the  day  that  saw  him  rise,      •        -        •      C.  Wesley. 
Hail,  thou  long  expected  Jesus,  .        .        -  C.  Wesley. 

Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's,     .        -        •  T.  Hastings. 
Hail  to  the  Prince  of  life  and,     -        -        .        Doddridge. 
Hail,  tranquil  hour  of  closing  day,  •        -      L.  Bacon. 

Hallelujah!  best  and  sweetest,     ...        -Breviary. 
Hark,  from  the  world  on  high,         -        •         W.  T.  Moore. 
Hark,  hark,  the  notes  of  joy,       ...... 

Hark,  hark,  the  voice  of  ceaseless  praise, 

Hark  how  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds, 

Hark  how  the  watchmen  cry,  -        -        - 

Hark,  sinner,  while  God  from, 

Hark,  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices, 

Hark  the  glad  sound!  the  Saviour, 

Hark,  the  herald  angels  sing,   -        .        - 

Hark,  the  song  of  jubilee,    ... 

Hark,  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy. 

Hark,  what  joyful  notes  are  swelling,  . 

Hark,  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 

Hark,  ye  mortals,  hear  the  trumpet,    . 

Hasten,  Lord,  the  glorious  time, 

Haste,  O  sinner,  to  be  wise. 

Haste,  traveler,  haste,  the  night. 

Have  you  heard,  have  you  heard  of  that. 

Have  we  no  teaj-s  to  shed  for  him,   • 

Head  of  the  Church  triumphant, 

Hear,  Father,  hear  our  prayer. 

Hear,  gracious  God,  a  sinner's  cry, 

Hear  my  prayer,  O  heavenly,  -        -        - 

Hear,  O  sinner,  mercy  hails  you. 

Hear  the  royal  proclamation,  ..-.-- 

Hear  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken,        .        -     Cowper. 

Heavenly  Father,  to  whose  eye,        ...  Conder. 

He  bids  us  come,  his  voice  we  know,  . 

He  came  not  with  his  heavenly  crown,     ...  Boane. 

HediesI  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies,    ...        Watts. 

He  has  come,  the  Christ  of  God,      ...  Bonar. 

He  knelt!  the  Saviour  knelt,        ...    Mrs.  Uetnans. 

He  leadeth  me,  0  blessed  thonght,  -        .        .        -        - 

He  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives,      .        .        Mrs.  Steele. 

Help  us,  0  Lord,  thy  yoke  to  wear.  -        -        -        - 

810 


Medley. 

Wesley. 

Hague. 

•   Kelly. 

Doddridge. 

■     C.  Wesley. 

Montgomery. 

Evans. 

W.  T.  Moore. 

Cawood. 

Lyte. 

-     T.  Scott. 

Collyer. 

Lyra  Caih. 
a  Wesley. 


Thos.  Park. 

Heed. 


1077 

1312 
441 

1171 
719 
491 

1217 
614 
32S 
13 
430 
138 
628 
136 
608 
218 

1193 
924 
140 
132 

1131 
272 
878 
334 
663 
124 
126 
600 
178 
134 
135 

1116 
599 
306 
276 

1162 
170 
742 
587 
344 

13-'4 
316 
274 
601 
572 
79;-) 
155 
172 
129 
165 
768 
212 
964 


INDEX. 


Here  behold  me  aa  I  cast,  -  -  .  Joachim  Neander. 
Here  I  sink  before  thee  lowly,  ..... 

Here  is  my  heart,  I  give  it  thee, 

Here,  O  my  Lord,  I  see  thee  face  to  face,        .        -        - 

Here,  Saviour,  we  would  come, 

Here  we  are  but  straying,        -        -        -       I.  N.  Carman. 
He  sendeth  sun,  lie  sendeth,         -        -      Sarah  F.  Adams. 
He  that  goeth  forth  with  weeping,   -        -        -     Hastings. 
He  wlio  on  earth  as  man  was  known,  -        -    Newton. 

High  as  the  heavens  above"  the  ground,   -        .        -  Watts. 
High  in  yonder  realms  of  light,  ...        -      Raffies. 
Holy  Bible!  book  divine,  ....-- 

Holy  Fatl>er,  thou  hast  taught  me,    .         .        .        -        . 
Holy  Lord,  our  hearts  prepare,        ..... 

Honor  and  happiness  unite,         ....     Cowper. 

Hof>e  of  our  hearts,  0  Lord,  appear,        .... 

Ho,  reapers  of  life's  harvest,        ...... 

Hosanna,  raise  the  pealing  hymn,   ..... 

ILosanna  to  our  conquering  King,        ...       Watts. 
Hosanna  to  the  Prince  of  light,       ....  ^yatts. 

How  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord,    .        .        •  Addison. 
How  beauteous  are  their  feet,  -        .        •        .        .   Watts. 
How  beauteous  were  the  marks,  •        .        -       A.  C.  Coxe. 
How  blest  are  they  whose  transient,        -        -  Norton. 

How  blest  the  righteous  when,     -        •         Mrs.  Barhanld. 
How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that,  -        -        .     Mrs.  Barhauld. 
How  bright  these  glorious  spirits  shine,       -        -        .        . 
How  calm  and  beautiful  the  morn,  •        .        •  T.  Hastings. 
How  charming  is  the  place,  ....    Stennett. 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear,   -        .        .        -  Watts. 
How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of,    -        .        -  Kirkham. 
How  free  and  boundless  is  the  grace,       -        -      Beddome. 
How  gentle  God's  commands,       ...        Doddridge. 
How  gracious  and  how  wise,    ....    Doddridge. 

How  happy  are  they  who  their,    -        -        -         C.  Wesley. 
How  happy  every  child  of  grace,      •        •        -     C.  Wesley. 
How  happy  is  the  Christian's  state,     .        .        .        .        - 

How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot,        -        -        -     C  Wesley. 
How  honored,  how  dear  is  that  sacred,        -        -      Conder. 
How  honored  is  the  place,        .....  Watts. 

How  long,  0  Lord,  our  Saviour,  ....-- 

How  oft,  alas!  this  wretched  heart,  -        -    Mrs.  Steele. 

How  painfully  pleasing  the  fond  recollection, 

How  pleased  and  blest  was  I, Waits. 

How  pleasing  to  behold  and  see,  >  ...  Dobell. 
How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair,  ....  Watts. 
How  precious  is  the  book  divine,  ...    Fawcett. 

How  shall  I  my  Saviour  set  forth,  ...  Maxwell. 
How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts,  -  .  Watts. 
How  sliort  and  hasty  is  our  life,  -  -  .  •  Watts. 
How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight,  .  .  Swain. 
How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound.  -  -  Bowring. 
How  sweet  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds,         .        .        .        . 

811 


891 
639 
348 
544 
3-S8 
829 
68 
969 
246 

1264 

1138 

20 

887 

576 

413 

1099 
476 
234 
243 
185 

1292 
270 
144 

1042 

1039 
479 
909 
186 
454 
445 
792 
287 
92 

1018 
468 
404 
402 

1061 

585 

457 

831 

868 

23 

627 

515 

686 

9 

659 

15 

1052 
493 
141 

1279 


INDEX. 


How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds,    -        -         Newton.  247 

How  sweet  the  praise,  how  high,        -        -        -  B.  Hkene.  638 

How  sweet  to  be  allowed  to  pray,    -----  560 

How  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile,  -        -        -        Kelly.  548 

How  tender  is  thy  hand,  -         -        -  ,      -        -T.  Hastings.  1015 

How  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies,       -        -        -        .        -  426 

How  various  and  how  new,      -        .        -        .        iStennett.  652 

How  vast  is  the  tribute  I  owe,      ---..-  1027 

Humble  souls,  who  seek  salvation,  -        -        •        FawcetL  393 

Hungry,  and  faint,  and  poor,        ------  703 

Hush  the  loud  cannon's  roar,  -        .        -        -        -  Johns.  965 

I  am  a  stranger  here,  •        -        -        -        -        -        -        -1154 

I  am  thy  workmanship,  0  Lord,      ...          Conder.  816 

I  am  weary  of  straying,  O  fain,  ------  837 

I  can  not  always  trace  the  way,       •        -        -      C.  Elliott.  86 

"  I  come,"  tlie  great  Redeemer  cries, 385 

I  come  to  thee,  to-night,    -------  1317 

I  did  thee  wrong,  my  God,   -----      Bonar.  926 

If  human  kindness  meets  return,      -        -          R.  W.  Noel.  520 

If  life's  pleasures  charm  you,       -        -        -         jF.  S.  Key.  439 

If 'tis  sweet  to  mingle  where,  ------  571 

I  have  no  resting  place  on  earth,          •        •        W.  Baxter.  819 

I  hear  thee  speak  of  the  better,        -        -        Mrs.  Hemans.  1158 

I  journey  forth,        -        -         Hymns  from  Land  of  Luther.  1139 

I  know  not  if  or  dark  or  bright,        -----  803 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives,  -        -        -        -    Medley.  219 

I'll  praise  my  Maker  while  I've,     -        -        -        -  Watts.  72 

I  look  to  thee  in  every  need,        ------  912 

I  love  the  volume  of  thy  word,          -        -        .  ,      -  Watts.  8 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord,    -----     Dwight.  453 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away,     -        -        -          Mrs.  Brown.  562 
I  love  to  think  of  heaven,     -        -        -        -        -        -        -1134 

I'm  but  a  stranger  here,  -        -        -        -         T.  R.  Taylor.  1146 

I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord,      -        -        -        Watts.  865 

In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways,     -        -        -         Rylan^.  380 

In  all  my  ways,  O  God,         -..---.  1173 

In  every  trouble,  sharp  and  strong,          -        -        -        -  1010 

In  expectation  sweet,    ------        Kelly.  1109 

Infinite  excellence  is  thine,       .        -        .        -        Fawectt.  237 

In  heavenly  love  abiding,     -------  785 

In  hymns  of  praise,  eternal  God,      -----  119 

In  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptist,        -        -        -  Rippon's  Coll.  142 

In  memory  of  the  Saviour's  love,      -----  524 

In  seasons  of  grief,  to  my  God  I'll,      -        -        -    Hunter.  264 

In  silence  of  the 'I'oiceless  night, 980 

In  sweet,  exalted  strains,      -----    Francis.  1301 

In  that  world  of  ancient  story,         -    Miss  H.  M.  Bolman.  1152 
In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory,         -        -        -        -        -1149 

In  thee,  O  Lord,  I  put  my  trust,       -        -         W.  T.  Moore.  845 

In  the  floods  of  tribulation, Pearce.  1026 

In  thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling,   -        .        -        -    Kelly.  713 

In  time  of  fear,  when  trouble's  near,  -        -        -  Hastings.  788 

812 


INDEX. 


Mrs.  Gilman. 
E.  U.  Sears. 

T.  H.  Hedge. 
-  Bethune. 


In  trouble  and  in  grief,  0  God,         .        -        -        -        - 

I  praise  thy  name,  0  God  of  light,      .        -        .        .        - 
I  saw  the  cross  of  Jesus,  -        •        •         F.   Whitfield. 

I  sing  the  almighty  power  of  God,       ...        Watts. 
Is  it  a  long  way  off,  -------- 

Israel's  Shepherd,  guide  me,  feed,        -        -        Beckersuth. 

Israel  the  desert  trod,        .        .        -        - 

Is  there  a  lone  and  dreary  hour,  -        -        - 

It  carae  upon  the  midnight  clear,     - 

I  think  wiien  I  read  that  sweet  story  of  old, 

It  is  finished,  man  of  sorrows. 

It  is  not  death  to  die,     -        -        -        -        - 

It  is  the  hour  of  prayer,  ------- 

,It  is  the  Lord,  enthroned  in  light,         -        -        .       Green. 
I  will  extol  thee,  Lord  on  high,         -        .        -        .        . 
I  will  not  let  thee  go,  thou  help,  -        -        -        -    Desyler. 

I  would  not  live  alway,  1  ask  not,    -        -         Muhlenberg. 

Jehovah  reigns,  he  dwells  in  light,  -  -  -  Walts. 
Jehovah  reigns,  his  throne  is  high,  .        -        -    Walts. 

Jerusalem,  my  glorious  home, 

Jerusalem,  ray  happy  home,     ------ 

Jeaus,  and  shall  it  ever  be, Gregg. 

Jesus,  cant  a  look  on  me,  -        -        -        -       Berridge. 

Jesus,  guide  our  way,  -        -        -        -      Count  Zingendorf. 

Jesus,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory,       -        -        -      Bakewell. 
Jesus  has  died  for  me,  -        -        -        -        •     W.  T.  Moore. 

Jesus  has  died  that  I  might  live,      -        -        -     C.  'Wesley. 
Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name,        -        -         Doddridge. 
Jesus,  immortal  King,  arise,     -        -        -        -         Btirder. 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have,        -----  Lyle. 

Jesus,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold,  -        .        -        -  Watts. 

Jesus,  in  thy  transporting  name,  -        -        Mrs.  Steele. 

Jesus  invites  his  saints,    ------  Watts. 

Jesus,  Lamb  of  God,  for  me,        .        -        .     Ray  Palmer. 
Jesus,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee,   -        -        -        -      G  Wesley. 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul,       -        -        -        -  C.  Wesley. 

Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone,  -  -  -  Cennick. 
Jesus,  my  love,  my  chief  delight,  -  -  -  Beddome. 
Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope,  -        -        -      C.  WesUy. 

Jesus,  our  Lord,  ascend  thy  throne,  -  -  -  Watts. 
Jesus,  Saviour,  all  divine,  .  -  -  -  T.  Hastings. 
Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  eun,  -  -  -  Watts. 
Jesus,  Sun  of  Righteousness,  .         -        .     Rosenmoth. 

Jesus,  take  me  for  thine  own, 

Jesus,  tender  Shepherd,  hear,  -         -     May  L.  Duncan. 

Jesus,  the  Friend  of  man, Watts. 

Jesus,  these  eyes  huve  never  seen,    -        -  Rny  Palmer. 

Jesus,  the  spring  of  joys  divine,  -  -  -  Mr.^.  Steele. 
Jesus,  the  very  thought  is  sweet,  -  -  -  Bernard. 
Jesus,  thou  art  the  sitmer's  Friend,      -        -  Bnrnham, 

Jeaus,  thou  joy  of  loving  hearts,  -  -  .  Bernard. 
Jeaus,  thou  Shepherd  of  the  sheep,      -        .        -      (JoUyer. 

813 


91C 

1180 

543 

50 

1153 
751 
778 
761 
120 

1220 
633 

1066 
568 
906 

1000 
798 
836 

44 
28 
821 
820 
373 
780 
805 

1322 
541 
814 
251 
245 
923 
242 
238 
529 
390 
499 
262 
375 
807 
568 
204 
990 
209 

1188 
918 

1207 
526 
776 
220 
227 
241 
513 
482 


mDEX 


JeeuB,  thou  Source  of  calm  repose,  .... 

Jesus,  thy  blessings  are  not  few,  -  .  -  -  Watts. 
Jesus,  to  tliy  wounds  I  fly,       -        -        -        -     C  Wesley. 

Jesus  wept!  those  tears  are  over, 

Jesus,  where'er  thy  people  meet,      ...         C'owper. 

Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward  I  move, 

Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come,  ...  Watts. 
Judges  who  rule  the  world  by  laws,  .  -  -  Walts. 
Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea,       -        -     Charlotte  Elliott. 


Keep  us,  Lord,  O  keep  us  ever,  .-.--. 
Kind  Father,  look  with  pity  now,    -        -  W.  T.  Moore. 

Kindred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake,  -  -  -  Newton. 
King  Jesus,  reign  for  evermore,  -  -  Wardlaws  ColL 
Know  ye  that  better  land,    -..---. 


Lamb  of  God,  whose  bleeding  love,  -        •     C.  Wesley. 

Lamp  of  our  feet,  whereby  we  trace,  -  -  -  Jiarton. 
Lead  us,  heavenly  Father,  lead  us,  -  -  •  Edmeston. 
Let  earthly  minds  the  world  pursue,  -  .  -  Newton. 
Let  earth,  with  every  isle  and  sea,  -  «  -  -  Watts. 
Let  everlasting  glories  crown,  ...  -  Watts. 
Let  every  heart  and  tongue,  -  -  -  W.  T.  Moore. 
Let  every  heart  rejoice  and  sing,  -        .        -       Washbvme. 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend, Watts. 

Let  me  be  with  thee,  when,  -        -    .  Charlotte  Elliott. 

Let  me  go,  my  soul  is  weary,    -        -        -        •  W.  Baxter. 

Let  my  life  be  hid  in  thee,    -        - 

Let  not  your  hearts  with  anxious,  -  -  Wardlaw's  Coll. 
Let  others  boast  their  ancient  line,  -  •  Cnittenden. 
Let  party  names  no  more,  ....      Jieddome. 

Let  the  land  mourn  through  all,  -  .  -  Moiitgomeri/. 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie,  .  .  -  -  Watts. 
Let  thoughtless  thousands  choose,       -        .        -  Hopkins. 

Let  us  awake  our  joys, Kingsbury. 

Let  us  sing  the  King  Messiah, 

Let  us  with  a  joyful  mind,         ... 

Let  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice. 

Life  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour. 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 

Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  gates,    -        -        - 

Lift  up  your  stately  heads,  ye  doors,    - 

Light  of  the  lonely  pilgrim's  heart. 

Light  of  them  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Like  morning,  when  her  early  breeze, 

Like  Noah's  weary  dove,      -        -        - 

Like  sheep,  we  went  astray,     ... 

Listen  to  the  gospel  telling,  -        - 

Lo !  he  comes  with  clouds,       ... 

Lo!  hecometh!  countless  trumpets,   - 

Long  as  I  live  I'll  praise  thy  name. 

Long  did  I  toil,  and  knew  no  earthly  rest, 

Look  from  on  high,  great  God, 

814 


-  Milton. 

Watts. 
■  Mrs.  Steele. 

Watts. 
Montgomery. 


•  Moore. 
Muhlenberg. 

-  Watts. 
W.  T.  Moore. 

Olivers. 

-  Watts. 
Rippon's  Coll. 


225 
295 
391 
156 
551 
793 
125 
1259 
343 

755 
864 
477 
208, 
1136 

537 
16 
842 
647 
255 
221 
651 

1248 
286 
810 
825 
989 

]0(>0 
425 
497 

1261 

89 

338 

667 

1323 

97 

594 

1U55 
284 
196 
197 

1271 

1282 
409 
456 
258 
315 

1104 

1103 
645 
791 
683 


INDEX. 

Look,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorions,  -        -        -        Kelly.  207 
Lord,  a  little  band  and  lowly,           -        -        -        -        -^218 

Lord,  all  I  am  ia  known  to  thee,           -----  35 

Lord,  at  this  closing  hour,        -        -        -        •  E.  T.  Fitch.  735 

Lord,  at  thy  table  we  behold,       ...        -    Stennett.  523 

Lord,  bless  thy  saints  assembled  here,      -        -        -        .  483 

Lord,  cause  thy  face  on  us  to  shine,     -        .        -        •        -  723 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  -        -        -         Burder.  754 

Lord,  how  delightful  't  is  to  see,  ...        -       Wails.  722 

Lord,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine,       ...         Davies.  397 

Lord,  I  have  foes  without,  within,         -        -      Montgomery.  853 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  ray  choice,  -        -        -  Watts.  12 

Lord,  in  whose  might  the  Saviour  trod,        -        -  Bulfinch.  414 

Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went,       -        -        Croswell.  955 

Lord,  let  thy  goodness  lead  our  land, 1307 

Lord,  let  thy  Spirit  penetrate,           ....  Bonar.  417 

Lord,  Lord,  defend  tlie  desolate,  -        -        -        -      Milton.  1262 

Lord,  may  the  Spirit  of  this  feast,    -        -     Mrs.  Sigoumey.  519 

Ijord,  my  weak  thought  in  vain,  -        -        •     Ray  Palmer.  26 

Lord,  now  we  part  in  thy  blest  name,      ...    Heber.  724 

Lord  of  all  being,  throned  afar,   -        -        •  O.  W.  Holmes.  636 

Lord  of  eternal  truth  and  might,      ...       Brcviaiy.  1177 

Lord  of  hosts,  to  thee  we  raise,     ...     Montgomei-y.  1304 

Lord  of  my  life,  0  may  thy  praise,  -        -        -  Mrs.  Steele.  1 128 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  hear,    -        -        -       .-          C  Wesley.  473 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  thee  we  hail,   -        -        J.  H.  Guma/.  1237 

l^ord  of  the  worlds  above, Watts.  714 

Lord,  thou  hast  bid  thy  people  pray,        -        -     U.  Wesley.  1257 

Lord,  thou  hast  formed  mine  every,     -        -      B.  A.  Scott.  33 

Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me,     -        -        .  Watts.  32 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now,  .        -        -         Hammond.  708 

Lord,  we  expect  a  day,      ....                 .  ■      -  822 

Lord,  what  is  man  ?  extremes  how,      ...    Newton.  109 

Lord,  when  my  thoughts  delighted,          -        -  Mrs.  Steele.  345 

Lord,  when  together  here  we  meet,      .....  732 

Lord,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray,       -        -        Wel/ord.  1265 

Lord,  whom  winds  and  seas  obey,        -        -          C.  Wesley.  12^5 

Lo!  round  the  throne  a  glorious  band,    -        -        -        -  1121 

Lo!  the  Seal  of  death  is  breaking, 1112 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling,         -        -        -      C.  Wesley.  710 

Love  for  all!  and  can  it  be,          ...   S,  Longfelloto.  367 

liOveof  God!  all  love  excelling,      -        -         W:  7!  J/b<w«.  1274 

Lonely  and  solemn  be,        -        -        -        -     Mrs.  Hemans.  1087 


Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned. 
Make  channels  for  the  streams  of  love, 
Mary  to  the  Saviour's  tomb, 
May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 
Meekly  in  Jordan's  flowing  stream, 
Mercy  alone  can  meet  my  case, 
'Mid  scenes  of  confusion,  and  creature. 
Mistaken  souls  that  dream  of  heaven. 
Morning  breaks  upon  the  tomb,  - 

815 


-    StennetL 

250 

French. 

958 

-     Newton. 

192 

Newton. 

752 

S.  F  Smith. 

384 

Montgomery. 

361 

•  Den  ham. 

510 

-   Watts. 

354 

•    Colhjer. 

191 

INDEX. 


Mortals,  awake,  with  angels  join,     -        -        -         Medley. 

Must  Simon  bear  the  cross  alone,  -         -     G.  N.  Allen. 

My  Christian  friends  in  bonds  oJlove, 

My  country, 'tis  of  thee,        -        .        .        - 

My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 

My  dear  Kedeemer  and  my  Lord, 

My  faitli  looks  up  to  thee, 

My  feet  are  worn  and  weary  with  the  march, 

My  few  revolving  years,    -        -        .        - 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love, 

My  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace,    - 

My  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art, 

My  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs. 

My  God,  is  any  hour  so  sweet,     - 

My  God,  my  Father,  while  I, 

My  God,  my  heart  with  love  inflame. 

My  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise,    - 

My  God,  my  strength,  my  hope, 

My  God,  permit  my  tongue,    - 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys. 

My  God,  thy  boundless  love  I  praise, 

My  God,  tliy  service  well  demands, 

My  gracious  Redeemer  I  love. 

My  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair. 

My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt,  -        -        -        - 

My  only  Saviour,  when  1  feel. 

My  opening  eyes  with  rapture  see,   - 

My  precious  Lord,  for  thy  dear  name, 

My  Prophet  thou,  my  heavenly  guide, 

My  rest  is  heaven,  my  home  is  not  here. 

My  Saviour,  my  almiglity  Friend,    - 

My  Shepherd's  mighty  aid. 

My  spirit  longs  for  thee,  -        -        - 

My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone, 

My  spirit  on  thy  care,      .... 

My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard,   -        -        - 

My  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place,     - 

My  soul,  it  is  thy  God, -        - 

My  soul,  repeat  liis  praise, Watts. 

My  soul,  triumphant  in  the  Lord,        -        -        Doddridye. 
My  times  are  in  thy  hand,       .,..-- 
My  times  of  sorrow  and  joy,        ...  Beddome. 

Nature  with  all  her  powers  shall  sing. 

Nay,  tell  us  not  of  dangers  dire, 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  tiiee. 

Near  the  cross  our  station  taking,    - 

New  every  mornin<;j  is  the  love,   - 

Night  with  ebon  pinion, 

No  bitter  tears  for  tiiee  be  shed.  - 

No  change  of  time  shall  ever, 

No  night  shall  be  in  heaven, 

No,  no,  it  is  notdyin<r, Maloti. 

81G 


S.  F.  Smith. 

Nelson. 

Wails. 

Ray  Palmer. 

Beddome. 
Walts. 

-    Walls. 


Charlotle  Elliott. 
Charlotte  Elliott. 

-  Watts. 
C.  Wesley. 

-  Walts. 
Waits. 

H.  Moore. 

Doddridge. 

Francis. 

-  B.  Schmolk. 


Jjyle. 

Watts. 

J.  Roberts. 

John  Byrom. 

Watts. 

-     Lyte. 

Heath. 

•  Watts. 


Watts. 

Lamar. 

Mrs.  S.  F.  Adams. 

Keble. 

L.  II.  Jameson. 

-    Mrs.  Henians. 

Tate  &  Brady. 


121 
889 
485 

1251 
800 
146 
542 
843 

1241 

1306 

106 

89 

64 

581 

900 

979 

635 

915 

704 

769 

42 

1009 
657 

1124 
921 
557 
612 
553 
226 
838 
249 
781 
834 
996 
779 
875 
691 
881 
95 
436 
914 

1006 

45 
867 
928 
536 

1176 
lf.3 

1049 
65 

1169 

1092 


INDEX. 


No  seas  again  shall  sever, 

No  shadows  yonder, 

No  sickness  there, 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 

Not  for  the  pious  dead  we  weep. 

Not  for  the  summer  hour  alone, 


Bonar. 

•  Bonar. 

Neal. 

-    Watts. 

Mrs.  Barhauld. 

Mrs.  Sigoumey. 


Not  here,  not  here !  not  where  the  sparkling, 
Not  to  condenm  the  sons  of  men,  ...  Watts. 
Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord,  ....  Watts. 
Now,  as  long  as  here  I  roam  ....  GerhardL 
Now  be  my  heart  inspired  to  sing,  .... 
Now'begin  the  heavenly  theme,  •  -  Langford. 
Now  for  a  song  of  lofty  praise,  ...  -  Watts. 
Now  from  labor  and  from  care,  -  -  -  T.  Hastings. 
Now  I  have  found  a  Friend,  -  -  .  -  .  Ryle. 
Now  I  have  found  the  ground,  -  -  -  C.  Wesley. 
Now  is  the  accepted  time,  -  ...  -  Dobel. 
Now  is  the  day  of  grace,  -.-.--- 
Now  let  each  happy  guest,  -.--.- 
Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey,  -  -  Doddridge. 
Now  let  our  souls  on  wings  sublime,  -  -  Gibbons. 
Now  may  he,  who  from  tlie  dead,  ...  Newton. 
Now  may  the  Lord,  our  Shepherd,  -  -  Montgomery. 
Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone,  -  -  -  -  . 
Now  to  heaven  our  prayer  ascending,  .... 
Now  to  thy  heavenly  Father's  praise,  -  -  Mrs.  Steele. 
Now  to  the  Lord,  who  makes, 

0  be  not  faithless  with  the  morn,        -        -         B.  Barton. 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul,  let  all,   -        -        -        .   Watts. 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul,  his,     ...      Montgomery. 

O  blest  the  souls,  for  ever  blest,        ..... 

O  bow  thine  ear,  eternal  One,       ...        -  Pierpont. 

0  Christ,  our  King,  Creator,  Lord,  -        -  Eay  Palmer. 

0  come  in  life's  gay  morning, 

O  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing,    - 

O  could  I  find  from  day  to  da}',  - 

O  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 

O  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly, 

O  day  of  rest  and  gladness, 

0  do  not  let  the  world  depart. 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 

O,  eyes  that  are  weary,  and  hearts  that 

O  Father,  gladly  we  repose,   - 

O  Father,  though  the  anxious  fear, 

O  Father,  with  protecting  care, 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 

O  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink,    - 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

O  for  an  overcoming  faith, 

0  for  the  peace  that  floweth  as  a  river. 

Of  thy  love,  some  gracious  token,  - 

Oft  in  sorrow,  ofl  in  woe,     ... 

69  817 


Tate  d:  Brady. 

Medley. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Wordsworth. 


Williams. 
are  sore, 

-    G.  Gaskell. 


Cotoper. 

Bath  ColL 

a   Wesley. 

-     Watts. 

Bonar. 

•  KMey. 


1144 

1148 

1160 

631 

1059 

1298 

839 

148 

449 

799 

211 

653 

181 

1198 

440 

400 

297 

298 

627 

235 

806 

746 

715 

1186 

1278 

1014 

340 

959 

93 

650 

685 

1302 
215 
325 
682 
987 
152 

1128 
633 
280 

1280 
790 
763 
620 
687 
943 
353 
811 

1063 
930 
759 
882 


INDEX. 


Patrick. 


Doddridge. 


Whittier. 

Needham. 

Watts. 

Grinfield. 

Kelly. 

Breviary. 

Bickersteth. 

Bowring. 


0  God,  by  whom  the  seed  is  given,  ...   Heber. 

0  God,  my  heart  is  fully  bent,     ...  Tate  &  Brady. 

0  God  of  Bethel,  by  whose  hand,     -        •        -   Doddridge. 

O  God  of  love  !  O  King  of  peace  !       - 

O  God,  thy  grace  and  blessing  give,         .... 

O  God,  unseen,  yet  ever  near, 

O  God,  we  praise  thee  and  confess, 

O  gracious  Lord,  whose  mercies  rise, 

0  happy  children  who  follow  Jesus, 

O  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice, 

0  happy  is  the  man  who  hears, 

O  happy  they  who  know  the  Lord, 

O,  he  whom  Jesus  loved  has  truly, 

0  holy  Saviour,  Friend  unseen,    - 

0  how  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy,    - 

O  liow  I  love  thy  holy  law, 

O  how  kindly  hast  thou  led  me, 

O  Israel,  to  thy  tents  repair, 

O  Jesus,  King  most  wonderful, 

O  Jesus,  Saviour  of  the  lost, 

O  let  my  trembling  soul  be  still, 

O  Jesus,  the  giver  of  all  we  enjoy, 

O  let  the  joyful  tidings  fill  the  wide, 

0  let  your  mingling  voices  rise,   - 

0  Lord,  and  shall  thy  spirit  rest,     - 

O  Lord,  and  will  thy  pardoning  love, 

O  Lord,  another  day  is  flown, 

O  Lord,  how  full  of  sweet,  - 

O  Lord,  how  happy  should  we  be,   - 

0  liOrd,  I  would  delight  in  thee, 

O  Lord,  thy  heavenly  grace  impart, 

0  Lord,  thy  perfect  word,    .... 

O  Lord,  thy  precepts  1  survey,        ... 

0  Lord,  when  faith,  with  fixed  eyes,    - 

O  Lord,  thy  counsels,       ..... 

O  love  beyond  conception  great, 

O  love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art, 

0  love  divine,  that  stooped  to,     -        -  O. 

0  love  of  God,  how  strong  and  true, 

O  may  the  power  which  melts  the  rock,      .        .        -        - 

0  mourner,  who  with  tender  love, 

O  my  soul,  what  means  this  sadness,  -  -  -  Fawcett. 
Once  the  angel  started  back,    -        -  Bishop  Williams. 

One  baptism  and  one  faith,  -        •        -       K  Robinson. 

One  there  is  above  all  others,  -        -        -  Newton. 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand,     -        -        -     Stennett. 

Only  waiting  till  the  shadows, 

O  North,  with  all  thy  vales  of,       -        •         W.  C.  Bryant. 

0,  not  to  fill  the  mouth  of  fame, 

On  the  mountain's  top  appearing,  ...  -  Kelly. 
Onward,  Christian,  though  the,  -  -  •  S.  Johnson. 
Onward,  onward,  men  of  heaven,  -  -  Mrs.  Sigonriiey. 
Onward  speed  thy  conquering,    -        •        -       S.  F.  Siniik. 

818 


-   Mrs.  Steele. 

H.  K.  '^^ite. 
Madame  Guyon. 


J.  F.  Oberlin. 

-   Beddome. 
•     Watts. 


a  Wesley. 

W.  Holmes. 

-  Bonar. 


731 

38 

73 

1258 

1046 

521 

36 

962 

508 

398 

1216 

492 

972 

371 

358 

14 

922 

850 

244 

559 

902 

665 

610 

639 

410 

383 

1315 

67 

582 

566 

765 

18 

17 

169 

gy9 

108 

505 

66 

110 

1256 

1048 

890 

546 

511 

263 

431 

1226 

256 

771 

604 

885 

1275 

1286 


INDEX. 


On  Zion's  glorious  summit  stood,    ...        -     Kenu  1120 
O  peace  of  God,  sweet  peace  of  God,    -        -        .        .        .     76C 
O  praise  our  God  to-day,  - .   •  _        -        -        -        -        966 

O  present  still,  though  still  unseen,     -        -  W.  Scott     725 

0  render  thanks  to  God  above,         -        -      Tate  dt  Brady.     637 
O  sacred  day  of  peace  and  joy,     ..•--.    613 
O  sacred  Head,  now  wounded,  -        -        .      Gerhardt     177 

O  Saviour,  lend  a  listening  ear,  •        -        -       T.  Eastings.     945 
0  Saviour,  whose  mercy  severe  in  its,     -        -        -  Grant     893 
O  shadow  in  a  sultry  land,  -        -        -        -        -        -1313 

O  source  divine  and  life  of  all,         ...         Sterling.       30 
O  strong  to  save  and  bless,  -        -        -        .       Bonar.     786 

O  suffering  Friend  of  human  kind,  -        -        Bidjinch.     157 

O  sweetly  breathe  the  lyres  above,     ...     Palmer.     399 
0  tell  me  no  more  of  this  world's    -        -        -       Gambold.     841 
O  that  I  could  for  ever  dwell,      ....         Reed,     981 

O  that  1  had  wings  like  a  dove,       -        -         W.T.Moore.     826 
O  there 's  a  better  world  on  high,        .....    433 

O  think  that  while  you're  weeping,        -        -      Dr.  Huie.  1085 
O  this  Is  blessing,  this  is  rest,      -        -     'Anna  L.  Waring.     762 
0  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing,      ...      jRobinson.     660 
O  thou  from  whom  all  goodness  flows,       -        -      Hawes.     862 
O  thou  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes  delight,     -        -      1030 
O  thou  my  Light,  my  Life,  my  Joy,     -----      74 

O  thou  pure  light  of  souls  that  love,        -        -       Breviary.     554 

O  thou  that  hearest  prayer, 424 

O  tiiou  that  hearest  when  sinners  cry,  -  -  -  Watts.  939 
O  thou  to  whom  in  ancient  times,  -  .  «.  Ware.  676 
O  thou  to  whose  all  searching  sight,  -  -  C  Wesley.  809 
O  thou  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear,  -  -  Moore.  1005 
O  thou  who  in  the  olive  shade,  -  -  Mrs.  Hemans.  1012 
0  thou  whose  own  vast  temple,  -        •    W.  C.  Bryant.  1303 

O  thou  whose  lender  mercy  hears,  -        -   Mrs.  Steele.     942 

O  turn  you,  0  turn  you,  for  why  will  you  die,  -  -  -  329 
Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed,  -  .  -  .  422 
Our  Christ  hath  reached  his,  ...  Frothingham.  450 
Our  earth  we  now  lament  to  see,  -  -  -  C.  Wesley.  1260 
Our  Father  God,  not  face  to  face,  -  E.  H.  Chapin.     983 

Our  Father  in  heaven, S.  J.  Hale.     580 

Our  Fathers,  where  are  they,       ......  1067 

Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past,       ....   Waits.       75 

Our  heavenly  Father  calls,  ...        Doddridge.     528 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead,  -  -  -  C  Wesley.  195 
Our  pathway  oft  is  wet  with  tears,  -  -  •  Barwn.  1222 
Our  Saviour  bowed  beneath  the  wave,     ....        376 

Our  souls  are  in  the  Saviour's  hand, 907 

Out  of  the  depths  of  woe,  ...  Montgomery.  1017 
O  what  amazing  words  of  grace,  ...     Medley.     290 

O  when  shall  I  see  Jesus, 830 

O  where  are  kings  and  empires  now,  -  -  A.  C.  Coxe.  451 
O  where  can  the  soul  find  relief  from,  .  -  Dutton.  1166 
O  where  is  now  that  glowing  love,  -  -  -  Kelly.  858 
0  where  shall  rest  be  found,    -       -        .  Montgomery.  1065 

819 


IKDEX. 

O  why  despond  in  life's  dark  vale, 77 

O  why  this  disconsolate  frame,  .....  1028 
O  worship  the  King  all  glorious  above,  •  -  Grant.  102 
0  you  immortal  throng, Doddridge.  1324 

Psalm  of  glory,  raiment  bright,      ...  Montgomery.  1140 

Peace  be  to  this  congregation,     -        -        -        •  C.  Wesley.  750 

Peacefully,  tenderly, 506 

Peace,  peace  on  earth ;  the  heart,        -        -         Jjongfellow.  974 

Peace!  the  welcome  sound  proclaim,       ....  1247 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moan,        ...  350 

People  of  the  living  God,          ...        -Montgomery.  368 

Pity,  Lord,  this  ciiild  of  clay, 947 

Planted  in  Christ,  the  living  Vine,  -        -          S.  F.  Smith.  487 

Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair,      ...        Watts.  252 

Praise  and  thanks,  and  cheerful  love,       ....  1235 

Praise  God,  ye  heavenly  hosts  above,  -        -     W.  T.  Moore.  728 

Praise,  my  soul,  the  King  of  heaven,        ...     Lyte.  101 

Praise  on  thee  in  Zion's  gates,      ....      CondT.  655 

Praise  the  Lord,  his  glories  show,    ....     Lyte.  58 

Praise  the  Lord,  ye  heavens  adore,      -        -          Dub.  Coll.  1252 

Praise  the  Lord,  ye  saints  adore  him,      •        •      £.  Skene.  673 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise,  -        -        -          Epis.  ColL  1249^ 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  immortal  choir,          ....  51 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  't  is  good  to  raise,          -        -       Watts.  24 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire,    -        -          Montgomery.  565 

Precious  Bible !  what  a  treasure,          ...    Newton.  22 

Prince  of  peace  I  control  my  will,     -        ...        -  1021 

Purer  yet  and  purer,    ..----      Mason.  835 

Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart,        ...        Newton.    920 

liaise  your  triumphant  songs,      ....       Watts.  649 

Bedeemed  from  guilt,  redeemed  from,       ...     Lyte.  401 

Kejoice,  believers  in  the  Lord,      ....     Newton.  770 

Kejoice,  O  earth,  the  Lord  is  King,           ....  640 

Repent,  the  voice  celestial  cries,  ...        Doddridge.  356 

Rest  for  the  toiling  hand,          ....        -  Bonar.  1110 

Restless  thy  spirit,  poor  wandering,     -^        -A.  Broaddus.  333 

Restore,  O  Father,  to  our  times  restore,   -        .        -  461 

Rest,  weary  heart,        ........  796 

Return,  my  roving  heart,  return,      ....  Doddridge.  982 

Return,  my  soul,  and  sweetly  rest,        ...     Latrobe.  1122 

Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return,      ...          Collyer.  288 

Return,  0  wanderer,  to  thy  home,        -        •      T.  Hastings.  296 

Rise,  glorious  Conqueror,  rise,          .        .        <        .        -  201 

Rise,  gracious  God,  and  shine,      -        •        -       Pratt's  Coll.  1273 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy,         -        -        -It.  Seagrave.  832 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path,        -        -          Needham.  860 

Rise,  tune  thy  voice  to  sacred  song,          ....  642 

Rocked  in  the  cradle  of  the  deep,         -        -  Mrs.  Willard.  1291 

Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me,       ....       Toplady.  261 

Roll  on,  thou  mighty  ocean,         ...        Nods  Coll.  1287 

820 


INDEX. 


Safely  throngli  another  week, 
Salvation,  O  the  joyful  sound,  - 
Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  l>le?sing,  - 
Saviour,  haste,  our  souls  are  waiting, 
Saviour,  I  lift  my  trembling  eyes, 
Saviour,  teach  me  day  by  day, 
Saviour,  throuirh  my  rebellious,  - 
Saviour,  thy  gentle  voice, 
Saviour,  thy  law  we  love,      -        .        - 
Saviour,  when  in  dust,  to  thee, 
Say,  whence  does  this  union  arise, 
Say,  who  is  she  that  looks  abroad,  - 
Scorn  not  the  slightest  word  or  deed,   - 
See!  from  Zion's  sacred  mountain,  - 
See!  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne. 
See  how  the  rising  sun,     -        -        - 
See  how  the  willing  converts  trace, 
See  the  shining  dew-drops, 
Servant  of  God,  well  done,    -        -         - 
Shall  we  grow  weary  in  our  watch,  - 
Shall  we  sing  in  heaven  for  ever. 
Shed  kindly  light  amid  the  encircling. 
She  loved  her  Saviour;  and  lO  him,     - 
Shepherd  of- souls,  refresh  and  bless, 
Shepherds,  hail  the  wondrous  stranger, 
Shepherd  of  thy  little  flock, 
She  was  the  music  of  our  home,  - 
Shout  the  tidings  of  salvation, 
Show  pity  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive, 
Silent,  like  men  in  solemn  ha8t«, 
Silently  the  shades  ol"  evening,     - 
Silent  night,  hallowed  night,    - 
Since  all  tiie  varying  scenes  of  life, 
Since  first  thy  word  awaked  my  heart, 
Since  God  is  mine,  then  present,  - 
Since  1  can  read  my  title  clear, 
Since  Jesus  freely  did  appear. 
Since  o'er  thy  footstool  here  below,  - 
Sing  of  Jesus,  sing  for  ever. 
Sing  to  the  Ix)rd  with  cheerful  voice, 
Sinner,  art  thou  still  secure, 
Sinner,  come,  'mid  thy  gloom, 
Sinner,  go;  will  you  go,        ... 
Sinners,  come;   no  longer  wander,    - 
Sinners,  seek  the  priceless  treasure,    - 
Sinners,  turn;  why  will  you  die, 
Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message,     • 
Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely,     - 
Sleep  not,  soldier  of  the  cross,     - 
So  fades  the  lonely,  blooming  flower, 
Softly  now  the  light  of  day, 
Soft  be  the  gpntly  breathing  notes,  - 
Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise, 

821 


-     Newton. 

-    Watts. 

•  Edmeston. 


Charlotte  Elliott. 


-  Grant. 
Baldwin. 


-  Kellji. 
Mrs.  Steele. 

E.  ScotL 
-  Slennett. 

Montgomery. 
W/iitlier. 

Newman. 
Cutler. 

-  Psalmist. 

Bonar. 

-  Watts 

-  Bonar. 


-  Moore. 

-  Beddome. 

-  Watts. 

-  Berridne. 
Muhlenberg. 

Kelly. 

•     Newton. 


B.  Skene. 

W.  T.  Moore. 

■     a  Wesley. 

Allen. 

S.  F.  Smith. 

■  Gaskell. 
Mrs.  Steele. 

Doane. 
Coltyer. 

■  a  Wesley. 


«29 
2o4 

1202 

1102 
216 
784 
998 
656 
3cS7 
578 
500 
596 
957 
462 

1263 

1184 
379 
669 

1070 
896 

1164 
590 
960 
525 
133 
575 

1062 

1276 
346 
84S 

1204 

131 

85 

407 

88 

434 

1297 
66 
260 
47 
308 
319 
327 
335 
311 
304 
314 

1076 
884 

1041 

1199 
514 
879 


INDEX. 


C.  Wesley. 

C.  Wesley. 

Kelly. 

Ryland. 

Montgomery. 

Montgomery. 

Watts. 

F.  T.  Palyrave. 

Ray  Palmer. 

G  'Wesley. 

-  Bonar. 

W.  H.  Burleigh. 


Songs  of  immortal  praine  belong,    -        -        -        -   Walls. 

Songs  of  praise  awake  the  morn,         -        -       Montgomery. 

Son  of  God,  our  glorious  Head,        -        -        -      G.  B.  Ide. 

Soon  and  for  ever  the  breaking  of  day,        -        -        -        . 

Soon  may  the  last  glad  song  arise,  - 

Soon  we  shall  meet  aj^ain,    -        -        - 

Source  of  being,  source  of  light, 

Sound,  sound  the  truth  abroad,    - 

Sovereign  Ruler  of  the  skies,    - 

Sow  in  the  inorn,  thy  seed,  -        -        - 

Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord,    - 

Stand  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears. 

Star  of  the  morn  and  even. 

Star  of  peace  to  wanderers  weary, 

Stealing  from  the  world  away. 

Still  nigh  me,  O  my  Saviour,  stand. 

Still  one  in  life,  and  one  in  death,     - 

Still  will  we  trust,  though  earth, 

Still  with  thee,  O  my  God, 

Stop,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think,         ...      Newton. 
Sun  of  my  Soul,  thou  Saviour  dear,  ...  Keble. 

Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of  prayer,  .        .        . 

Sweet  is  the  fading  light  of  eve,       -        -        •  S.  F.  Smith. 

Sweet  is  the  friendly  voice, Jervis. 

Sweet  is  the  morning  of  thy  grace,  ...    Watts. 

Sweet  is  tlie  prayer,  whose  holy  stream,      .... 

Sweet  is  the  task,  O  Lord, Lyte. 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King,  -        -        Walls. 

Sweet  land  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh, 

Sweet  the  moment,  rich  in  blessing,     -  Altered  from  Batty. 
Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  1  felt,        -        -        Newton. 

Take  me,  0  my  Father,  take  me,         ..... 
Take  my  heart,  O  Father,  mould  it,  .... 

Tarry  with  me,  O  my  Saviour, 

Teach  us  in  time  of  deep  distress, 

Thanks  be  to  him  who  built  the  hills,  -        -      Bonar. 

Thanks  for  mercies  past  received, 

That  clime  is  not  like  this  dull  clime  of  ours, 
That  day  of  wrath  !  that  dreadful  day,    -  Sir  W.  Scott 

The  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high,        ...        Walts. 
The  angels  that  watched  round  the,        -        -  Collyer. 

The  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high,  -         -     Cowper. 

The  captive's  oar  may  pause  upon  the  galley,  - 
The  chariot,  the  chariot,  its  wheels,      -        -      /.  Williams. 
The  child  leans  on  its  parent's,         -        -        -  /.  Williams. 
The  Christian  baimer,  dread  no  loss,    -        -      /.  G.  Lyons. 
The  Christian  warrior,  see  him,        -        -  Monigoma-y. 

The  Church  has  waited  long,        ...        -      Bonar. 
The  day  is  ended;  ere  I  sink  to  sleep,       -        -       Kiixball. 

The  day  is  past  and  gone, Walts. 

The  dove  let  loose  in  Eastern  skies,          -        -          Moore. 
Thee  vie  adore,  O  gracious  Lord, 

822 


37 
654 
475 

H44 
1269 
738 
59 
275 
919 
968 
700 
427 
797 
1294 
577 
224 
484 
801 
988 
317 
978 
550 
615 
366 
76 
984 
625 
611 
812 
538 
944 

949 

1219 

1203 

1308 

1246 

744 

1165 

1107 

62 

193 

857 

894 

llli 

794 

266 

846 

liOO 

120S 

1197 

318 

217 


INDEX. 


adore, 


The  floods,  0  Lord,  lift  up  their,      -        -        •  G.  Burgess. 

The  glories  of  our  birth  and  state,       ...     Sherley. 

The  God  of  harvest  praise,       ...  Montgomery. 

The  God  of  mercy  will  indulge,   -        -        -        -    Fawcett. 

'J'he  great  Redeemer  we  adore,         ...        StenncU. 

Tlie  harvest  dawn  is  near,    -        -        -        -       G.  Burgess. 

The  heavenly  spheres  to  thee,  O  GK)d,      -        -       Bowriitg. 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord,  -        -        -        Watts. 

The  hour  of  my  departure's  come,  -        -        -        -Logan. 

Their  hearts  shall  not  be  mdved,  •        -        .        -        . 

The  King  of  heaven  his  table,         ...    Doddridge. 

The  last  lovely  morning,      -        .        - 

The  Lord  descended  from  above, 

Tiie  Lord  is  great;  ye  hosts  of  heaven 

'I'he  Lord  is  King,  lift  up  thy  voice, 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  no,     - 

The  Lord  is  risen,  indeed. 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns,  and  royal,  - 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns,  let  all,    - 

'J'he  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare,     - 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is. 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light. 

The  Lord  will  come,  the  earth  shall, 

The  mellow  eve  is  gliding,   -        -        - 

The  morning  dawns  upon  the  place. 

The  morning  flowers  display  their, 

'J'he  morning  light  returns, 

The  offerings  to  thy  throne  which  rise, 

'J'he  perfect  world  by  Adam  trod, 

'J'lie  Prince  of  salvation  in  triumpli,     - 

There  is  a  calm  for  those  who, 

'J'liere  is  a  fold  where  none  can  stray, 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 

There  is  a  land,  a  happy  land,     - 

There  is  a  land  immortal, 

'J'here  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen,    - 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

There  is  a  little,  lonely  fold. 

There  is  a  name  I  love  to  hear, 

'J'here  is  an  hour  of  hallowed, 

'I'here  is  an  hour  of  peaceful,    - 

Tljere  is  a  place  where  my  hopes, 

There  is  a  region  lovelier  far,     - 

There  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow,    - 

'J'here  is  no  night  in  heaven,     ...... 

'I'here's  a  region  above,        - 

There's  a  land  far  away,  'mid,  -  -  -  J.  F.  Clarke. 
'J'here  seems  a  voice  in  every  gale,  -  -  Mrs.  Opie. 
'J'here 's  music  in  the  upper  heaven,  .... 

There's  not  a  tint  that  paints  the,  ...  Wallace. 
There's  nothing  bright  above,  below,       -        .        -Moore. 

The  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray, 

The  Saviour  calls;  let  every  ear,    -        -        -    Mrs.  Steele. 

823 


Stemhold. 

Conder. 
Montgomery. 

-  Kelly. 
Watts. 

-  Waits. 
-  Addison. 

-  Watts. 
Watts. 

-  Heber. 
Sac.  Songs. 

Montgomery. 

•  C.  Wesley. 

A.  S.  Ilayden. 

Bowring. 

K  P.  Willis. 

S.  F.  Smith. 

-  Montgomery. 

East. 

Cowper. 


'  Barry  Cornwall. 
-  Watts. 


W.  B.  Tappan. 

W.  B.  Tappan. 

W.  Hunter. 

-    Tuck. 

Watts. 


1290 

1044 

1234 

1036 

378 

1233 

54 

1 

1051 

936 

294 

1113 

90 

41 

214 

103 

187 

57 

56 

70 

94 

447 

1106 

1200 

158 

1035 

1185 

695 

130U 

606 

1086 

1132 

253 

1129 

1145 

1119 

428 

448 

416 

11 26 

1130 

1159 

1115 

4 

1143 

1147 

1167 

48 

1127 

52 

63 

870 

289 


INDEX. 


The  Saviour,  O  wliat  endless  charms,  -        -        Mrs.  Steele. 
The  Saviour  risen,  to-day  we  praise, 
The  shadows  of  tlie  evening, 
The  Son  of  man  they  did  betray, 
The  specious  firmament  on  high, 
The  spring  tide  hour,        .        -        - 
The  starry  firmament  on  high, 
The  tempter  to  my  soul  hath  said,    - 
The  sun  above  us  gleaming, 
The  voice  of  free  grace  cries  "escape, 
The  winds  were  howling  o'er  the  deep. 
The  world  may  change  from. 
They  are  going,  only  going, 
•They  who  seek  the  tiirone  of  grace,     - 
Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we,   - 
Think  gently  of  tlie  erring  one,    - 
This  book  is  all  that's  left  me  now, 
This  is  not  my  place  of  resting,  - 
This  is  the  day  tlie  first  ripe  sheaf,    - 
Tliis  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  mude,    - 
This  is  the  glorious  day,  -         -         - 
This  Lord  is  the  Lord  we  adore,  - 
This  world  is  poor  from  shore  to  shore, 
Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  but  we  will, 
Thou  art  my  hiding  place,  O  Lord,  - 
Thou  art  my  portion,  0  my  God, 
Thou  art,  O  God,  the  life  and  light, 
Thou  art,  O  Lord,  the  boundless  source. 
Thou  art  our  Shepherd,  glorious  God, 
Thou  art  the  way,  and  he  who  sighs,  - 
Thou  art  the  way,  to  thee  alone. 
Thou,  dear  Eedeemer,  dying  Lamb,     - 
Though  all  the  world  my  choice, 
Though  faint,  yet  pursuing,  we  go  on  our  way. 
Though  I  walk  through  the  gloomy  vale,    - 
Though  I  walk  the  downward  shade,        .         .        .         - 
Though  troubles  assail,  and  dangers,   -        -        -     Newton. 
Thou  God  of  love!  beneath  thy  sheltering  wings,    - 
Thou  grace  divine,  encircling  all,         -        -  Eliza  Scudder. 
Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whose,     -        -       G.  Terstergan. 
Thou  Lord  of  life,  whose  tender  care,  .        .        .        - 

Tiiou  only  Sovereign  of  my  lieart,  -  -  -  Mrs.  Steele. 
Thou  Saviour,  from  thy  throne  on,  -  -  Jiay  Palmer. 
Thou  sovereign  Lord  of  earth  and  skies,  ... 

Thou  sweet  gliding  Kedron,  -        -     Maria  De  Flerny. 

Thou  that  dost  my  life  prolong,         ...  Enfield. 

Thou  very  present  aid, C.  Wealey. 

Thou  who  ditist  stoop  below,      -         -  Martineaii' 8  Coll. 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes,  -  Tate  <k  Brady. 

Through  all  this  life's  eventhil  road,        .... 
Through  cross  to  crown!  and  though,  -         -       Rosegarten. 
Through  the  day  thy  love  has  spared  us,  -   Kelly. 

Tltrough  the  love  of  God  our  Saviour,  .        -        -        - 

824 


-  Miss  A.  A.  Procter. 

-  Addison. 

•  J.  S.  B.  Monsell. 

Grant. 

Montgomery. 

•    A.  Crilkjield. 

Thornhy. 

Heber. 

Sarah  F.  Adams. 


-    Doddridge. 
Miss  Fletcher. 

Morris. 

Bonar. 

Watts. 

-   Watts. 

Hart. 

Nelson. 

Heber. 

Raffles. 

Waits. 

Moore. 

W.  T.  Moore. 


•  Doane. 
Ceil  nick. 
G.  Terstergan. 

Watts. 


239 
622 

1194 

179 

43 

1033 
3 
851 
892 
332 
151 
43S 

1074 
573 
617 
490 

1172 

1142 
621 
619 
624 
658 
874 

1096 
563 
774 
49 
34 
729 
223 
248 
231 
336 
5S3 

1047 

1071 
100 

1093 

1311 
859 

1310 
222 
555 

1170 
167 

1187 

1020 
200 
911 
716 
932 

1206 
787 


INDEX. 


Thus  Abra'am,  full  of  sacred  awe,   -        -        -       7!  ScoU.  1266 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on,        -        -            -  Watts.  1190 

Thy  Father's  house  thine  own,        -        -         Bay  Palmer.  1123 

Thy  footsteps,  Lord,  with  joy  we  trace,        ...        -  951 

Tliy  goodness.  Lord,  our  souls  confess,    -        -        Gibbons.  83 

Thy  kingdom,  gracious  Lord,       -        -        -     W.  T.  Moore.  4o5 

Thy  kingdom  Lord,  for  ever  stands,        -                 -  Watts.  443 

Thy  mercy  heard  my  infant,        -        -        .  Sir  Jt.  Grant.  1225 

Thy  name,  almighty  Lord,        .....   Watts.  740 

Thy  Spirit  shall  unite,          *        .        .        .        Doddridge.  419 

Thy  way  is  in  the  deep,  0  Lord, 1293 

Thy  way  is  in  the  sea,          .....     Fawcett.  91 

Thy  way,  not  mine,  0  Lord,     .        -        -        .        .  Jionar.  913 

Thy  will  be  done;  I  will  not  fear,        •        -     Jane  Roscoe.  993 

Time  is  winging  us  away,        ...        -          Burton.  1081 

'Tis  midnight;  and  on  Olive's,     -        •        -  W.  B.  Tappan.  159 

'T  is  my  happiness  below,        ....          Cowper.  1023 

'Tis  not  a  lonely  night  watch,      .-----  1029 

'Tis  religion  that  can  give,       ---..-  782 

To  bless  thy  chosen  race,     ...        -    T<Ue  4c  Brady.  737 

To-day  if  you  will  hear  his  voice,    ....  Miller.  279 

Today  the  Saviour  calls,      .---.-.  323 

To  God,  the  great,  the  ever  blest,      ...        -   Watts.  Til 

To  God,  the  only  wise, Watts.  736 

To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes,       ...       John  Bowdler.  937 
To  him  that  loved  the  sons  of  men,     ...        -        -    646 

To  him  who  did  salvation  bring,      -        ...        -  672 

To  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope,          ...      Cowper.  827 

To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine,       ....   Doddridge.  302 

To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name,        -        -        Mrs.  Steele.  643 

To  spend  one  sacred  day,          -        -        .        -        .    Watts.  631 

Tossed  no  more  on  life's  rough  billow,        ....  1079 

To  thee  be  praise  for  ever,        ......  757 

To  thee  let  my  first  offerings  rise, 1183 

To  thee,  my  God,  whose  presence  fills,      -        -        Gibbons.  1002 

To  thee  my  heart,  eternal  King,  -        •        -       Exeter  Coll.  2 

To  thee,  my  Shepherd  and  my,        -        -        Higginbottom.  641 

To  thee,  0  God,  to  thee,       ....     Wm.  Wilson.  98 

To  thee  our  wants  are  known,          ...         Newton.  758 
To  the  hall  of  that  feast  came  the  sinful  and  fair,       -        -    153 

To  thy  temple  we  repair,           ....  Montgomen/.  706 

To  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born,      ...      Montgomery.  122 

To  weary  hearts,           -         From  the  German,  by  Whittier.  901 

Triumphant,  Christ  ascends  on,        -        -        -  Mrs.  Steele.  198 

Triumphant  Zion  !  lift  thy  head,    ...       Doddridge.  591 

'T  was  on  that  night,  when  doomed  to  know,  •        -        -  517 

Unchangeable,  all-perfect  Lord,        ....  Lange.  31 

Unvail  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb,          -        -        -       Watts.  1050 

Upon  the  frontier  of  this,         ...  Dub    Uni.  Mag.  1168 

Upon  the  Gospel's  sacred  page,     ...          Bowring.  6 

Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes,        ....    Watts.  726 

825 


Lyte. 
G.  B.  Me. 


INDEX. 

Vainly  through  night's  weary  hours,     - 
Vouchsafe,  0  Lord,  thy  presence  now, 

Wait,  O  my  soul,  the  Maker's  will,       ...  Beddome. 
Wake  thee,  O  Zion,  tliy  mourning  is,        -        -        Palmer. 
Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night,    -        .        -        -  Bowring. 
We  are  living,  we  are  dwelling,    •     -        -        -  A.  C.  Coxe. 
We  are  on  our  journey  home,       .        -        -       C.  Beecher. 
We  are  too  far  from  thee,  our  Saviour,    -        .        -        - 
We  are  on  the  ocean  sailing,        ...... 

Weary  souls  that  wander  wide,  -  -  -  C.  Wesley. 
Weary  of  wandering  from  my  God,  -  -  C.  Wesley, 
We  ask  for  peace,  O  Lord,  -  -  Miss.  A.  A.  Procter. 
We  bless  the  prophet  of  the  Lord,        ...       Watts. 

Weeping  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 

Weeping  souls,  no  longer  mourn,         ...   Toplady. 
Weep  not  for  the  saint  that  ascends,         -        -     L.  Bacon. 
We  have  heard  of  that  bright,  that  holy  land,     -        -        - 
We  have  no  home  but  heaven — a  pilgrim's,     -        -        - 
Welcome,  delightful  morn,   -        -        -        .  Hayward. 

Welcome,  0  Saviour,  to  my  heart,  -        -       Bourne's  Coll. 
Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest,  ....       Watts. 

Welcome,  ye  hopeful  heirs  of  heaven,      .... 

We  lift  our  hearts  to  thee,  ...        -  /  Wesley. 

We  love  this  outward  world,    ...--- 
We  love  thy  name,  we  love  thy  laws,   ..... 

We're  bound  for  the  land  of  the,      -        -        H.  L.  Collier. 
We're  going  home,  we've  had  visions  bright,      .        .        - 
We  're  traveling  home  to  heaven  above,  -        - 
We  shall  meet  no  more  to  part,   ...... 

We  sing  the  Saviour's  wondrous  death,    .        -        .        - 
We  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  blest,   .        .        .        .        - 

We've  no  abiding  city  here,      -        -        .        .        .  Kelly. 
We  wait  for  thee,  -        -        -      from.the  German  of  Hiller. 
We  wait  in  faith,  in  prayer  we  wait,     -        ...        - 
We  will  not  weep,  for  God,       -        -        •     W.  H.  Hnrlbut. 
What  could  your  Eedeemer  do,    -        -        -         C.  Wesley. 
Whate'er  my  God  ordains  is  right,  ..... 

What  glory  guides  the  sacred  page,      ...     Cowper. 
What  grace,  O  Lord,  and  beauty  shone,  .        .        .        - 
What  is  life?  'tis  but  a  vapor,     -        .        .        -       Kelly. 
What  shall  I  render  to  my  God,       ....  Watts. 

What  sinners  value  I  resign,        ....        Watts. 

What's  this  that  steals  upon  my,  .  -  .  -  - 
What  though  earthly  friends  may  frown,  .  -  -  - 
What  though  the  arm  of  conquering,  .  -  Doddridge. 
What  various  hindrances  we  meet,  ...  Cowper. 
When  adverse  winds  and  waves,  -  *  Mrs.  Sigourney. 
When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God,  ...  Addison. 
When  blooming  youth  is  snatched,  -        -    Mrs.  Steele. 

When  darkness  long  has  vailed  my,    ...      Cowper. 
When  downward  to  the  darksome,  -  Eay  Palmer. 

When  far  from  the  hearts  where  our,  -        -    Macduff. 

826 


783 
468 

69 
1284 
128 
1277 
1141 
804 
313 
392 
940 
423 
232 
310 
946 
1083 
1163 
1155 
632 
359 
626 
516 
1314 
1019 
374 
331 
1161 
320 
503 
174 
1150 
1305 
1105 
905 
1031 
305 
935 
11 
961 
1078 
692 
808 
1084 
968 
1064 
556 
903 
78 
1058 
854 
1108 
992 


INDEX. 


When  for  eternal  worlds  we  steer,    -----        437 

When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view,        -     RobL  Grant.     999 
When  liuman  hopes  and  joys  depart,       -        -  Roscoe.     337 

When  I  can  trust  my  all  with  God,     ...      Conder.     777 
When  in  the  hour  of  lonely  woe,     -        -        -  Conder.     85i 

Whene'er  I  think  of  thee,    -        -        -        -         W.Baxter.  1318 

When  I  sink  down  in  gloom  or  fear,         ...        -        362 
When  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved,       -        -      Sir  W.  ScoiL     849 
When  Israel  through  the  desert,       -        -        -      Beddome.        5 
When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross,    -        -        -         Watts.     512 
When  Jordan  hushed  his  waters,   -        -        -  T.  CampbelL     117 
When  languor  and  disease  invade,      -        -        -     Toplady.   1008 
When  marshaled  on  the  nightly,    -        -         H.  K.  White.     351 
When  musing  sorrow  weeps  the,        -        -        B.  W.  Noel.     432 
When  our  purest  delights  are  nipt  in  the  bud,  -        -        938 

When  overwhelmed  with  grief,    -        -        -        -        Watts.  10L6 

When  reft  of  all,  and  hopeless  care,        -        -    Drummond.     435 
When  shall  we  all  meet  again,    ------     502 

When  shall  we  meet  again,      -        -        .       Select  Hymns.     504 
When  spring  unlocks  the  flowers  to,    -        -        -       Jkeber.  1238 
When  the  King  of  kings  comes,       .        -        -        -        .       IJOl 
When  the  spark  of  life  is  waning,        .        -        -        Dale.  1091 
When  the  vale  of  death  appears,      -        -        Mrs.  Gilbert.  1080 
When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose,    -        -         Edmeston.     623 
When  thou,  my,        -        -  (huntess  of  the  Huntington.  1114 

Wlien  through  the  torn  sail  the  wild,  -        -       Ueber.  1296 

When  we  can  not  see  our  way,         -----        370 

When  we  hear  the  music  ringing,        -        -        ■       W.  M.  1151 
Wi)en  we  reach  a  quiet  dwelling,     -----       1156 

When  we  the  sacred  grave  survey,       -----    180 

When  shall  the  child  of  sorrow  find,  ...  -  963 
Where  two  or  three  with  sweet  accord,  -  -  Newton.  552 
While  in  sweet  communion  feeding,  .  .  -  .  540 
While  in  the  slippery  paths  of,  -  -  -  A.  S.  Hayden.  1214 
While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light,  -  -  Dwight.  277 
While  now  thy  throne  of  grace  we,  -  -  C.  Robins.  683 
While  o'er  our  guilty  land,  O  God,  -         Pres't  Davis.  1254 

While  others  pray  for  grace  to  die, 952 

While  thee  1  seek,  -  .  -  .  Miss.  H.  M.  Williams.  561 
While  thou,  O  my  God,  art  my  help,  -  -  W.  Young.  929 
While  with  ceasless  course  the  sun,  -  -  -  Newton.  1243 
Whither  goest  thou,  pilgrim  stranger,  .  -  -  -  886 
Whither,  O  whither,  should  I  fly,        -        -  C.  Wesley.     767 

Who  are  these  in  bright  array,  .  -  -  Montgomery.  1 1 37 
Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends,  -  -  -  Walts.  1057 
Why  should  I  in  vain  repining,    -         -         -  Edmeston.  1025 

Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die,  -  -  -  Watts.  1043 
Why  will  ye  waste  on  trifling  cares,  -  -  Doddridge  282 
With  earnest  longings  of  the  mind,  -  -  -  Watts.  1013 
Within  thy  house,  O  Lord,  -  -  -  -  Con.  Ev.  Mag.  690 
With  Israel's  God  who  can  compare,      -        -  Newton.       71 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace,  -  -  -  -  Watts.  228 
With  joy  we  own  «hy  servant,  -        -        -  Montgomery.     409 

827 


INDEX. 


With  my  substance  I  will  honor, 
With  one  consent  let  all  the  earth, 
With  sacred  joy  w«  lill  our  eyes, 
With  songs  and  honors  sounding,    ■ 
With  tearful  eyes  I  look  around, 
With  willing  hearts  we  tread, 
Worship,  honor,  glory,  blessing,  - 


Ye  Christian  heralds,  -        -        - 

Ye  golden  lamps  of  heaven, 

Ye  humble  souls  that  seek  the,    - 

Ye  joyous  ones,  upon  whose,    - 

Ye  men  and  angels,  witness  now, 

Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice, 

Ye  saints,  your  music  bring, 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 

Yes,  for  me,  for  me  he  careth,     - 

Yes,  my  native  land,  I  love  thee,     - 

Yes!  our  Shepherd  leads  witli,  - 

Yes!  the  Redeemer  rose. 

Yes,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking, 

Ye  trembling  captives,  hear,   - 

Ye  who  in  his  courts  are  found, 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving. 

You  glittering  toys  of  earth,  adieu. 

You  may  sing  of  the  beauty  of. 

You  messengers  of  Christ, 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints,     - 

You  servants  of  God, 


Zion,  awake;  thy  strength  renew, 
Zion  stands  with  iiills  surrounded, 
Zion,  the  marveloiie  story  be  telling, 

828 


-     Francis. 

971 

•    Doddridge. 

29 

Watts. 

689 

Hugh  White. 

1231 

. 

278 

. 

389 

. 

753 

-  Winchelts  Sel. 

465 

-  Doddridge. 

1053 

Doddridge. 

184 

B.  H.  Waterson. 

1215 

'  Beddome. 

489 

-    Walts. 

681 

Reed. 

545 

-    Doddridge. 

472 

Bonar. 

99 

•  S.  F.  Smith. 

1281 

-     Krummacker. 

104 

-    Doddridge. 

188 

Kelly. 

603 

-    Pratt's  Coll. 

301 

Hill's  Coll. 

309 

'    Mrs.  Steele. 

293 

Mrs.  Steele. 

813 

-     W.  Hunter. 

463 

Yoke. 

470 

Toplady. 

917 

-        -  a  Wesley. 

474 

Shrubsole. 

593 

-     Kelly. 

464 

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